I loved RainBow till I studied Physics. The charm of the rainbow gradually disappeared. The arc transformed into a circle of knowledge, and lost the open element of awe. I was picking up wet laundry from the clothesline, after a shower, rather than look for the rainbow. I am sure, RainBow was mighty disappointed, and … Continue reading Rainbow in the Puddle
Reena's thoughts on Empathy: Empathy is generally defined as the ability to place oneself in the other’s shoes and act from that perspective. I have never done drugs. I do not have the faintest clue on what the addict goes through in the withdrawal phase. I am not the best-placed person to help this person … Continue reading Empathy- a LinkedIn Co-post by Reena Saxena and Trent Selbrede
I needed to incite envy, to arouse Ruby’s interest in me. I spent the evening dancing with Julia, though she was not my type pf girl. Who cared, as long as I succeeded? Ruby did not appear to care either. I walked out alone, crestfallen, not knowing which one was the ex. Inspired by … Continue reading After the Party
The music grew louder, as the evening progressed. But, my gaze was transfixed on the flame in the fireplace. I saw the various gyrating shapes, both dark and glowing. Were they dancing, or trying to jump out? Were they celebrating life, or embracing death? It all depended on what elements were they made of? Fire, … Continue reading Flame
My pride is conquest, yours just being vain is Love, and vain is Beauty. Unmindful of the mutual transience, both strive to take it to Eternity. Alas! Permanence lies in retaining individuality. Inspired by In Other Words, Vain at Patricia's Place https://patriciasplace.me/2017/02/08/in-other-words-vain/
Oh My God! Why did Lily have to be so over-the-top with her declarations of love? I remembered that it was Valentine’s Day, and the boy on the street was coaxing me to buy red roses. They reminded me of blood, and my choked arteries, as I hid the angiography report in the drawer. … Continue reading Red
The bridal henna was fading away, but Kitty had not allowed my husband to come near me. It was a tough choice between love and loyalty. (135 characters) Inspired by Twittering Tales #16 by Kat Myrman https://katmyrman.com/2017/02/07/twittering-tales-16-7-february-2017/
Love is so imperceptible You miss it only when it is not there. Inspired by All New Writers' Quote Challenge http://acookingpotandtwistedtales.com/2017/02/09/all-new-writers-quote-challenge-prompt/
Juxtaposition has always helped a writer, a politician, adman or anybody seeking publicity. Julia drew attention to the virtues of a woman, by finely defining the characteristics of the vamp. But, the writer in her got stumped. Did intelligence lie in being dumb, virtuous, articulate or interesting? The most successful characters were the ones who … Continue reading Juxtaposition
Susan Rooke insisted on placing the chair on slippery ground, and seating herself there, to keep an eye on her grandchildren, while enjoying the view of the sunset. On a fateful evening, the chair got washed away in the high tide, and Susan was never seen again. The children had been warned well in time, … Continue reading Folklore
