What makes you think you own the Earthwhen you cannot establish your worthwithout mindless tools of destructionHow dare you talk about resurrectionof a faded flag, past blunders, a lost pridewhen heads hung in shame, egos collidefrom dark, unknown eras you did not existopen your eyes; discard stories; clear the mist what makes you transgress boundariesfrom … Continue reading You don’t own the Earth
Maya had no clue what a cold reception meant. But the sharpness of her step-mom’s sarcasm stung like leafless twigs on sore skin. Suddenly, the Destitute Childrens’ Home felt like a better place, where she’d friends and a matron who loved them. She’d to share a dorm with seventeen other inmates, and two washrooms between … Continue reading Cold Reception
Spooky is whatever our senses are not trained to interpret or understand. It lies outside the domain of ordinary life. My maternal grandfather had to reach his village where his wife was counting her last breaths. The bridge on the river he had to cross had broken down, and he was wondering if he will … Continue reading Spooky
This is Paundraka, no ordinary buffalo… Where does it come from? Lord Yama, the God of Death rides it as a vehicle. It starts moving when a human is born, and takes a lifetime to reach the person. Then, why not a turtle? Buffaloes signify ignorance, and that is how a major part of the … Continue reading Paundraka
Halloween is just a week away. The yellow fall foliage crackling beneath my feet wants to know about my costume. Am I going to wear my younger self or my older one to scare others? The cold nights will soon begin leading to highly misty mornings. The follies of youth have long given way to … Continue reading Autumnal Fear
your strength and minemarriage divinedon't draw a linewe make a trine watch blessings shinemeet sky's deadlinebefore decline Photo Challenge #487
adornmentsfalling on mute earthcompel meto set sighton the setting sun; embracehovering dark clouds chameleon skyeager to meet meexplores possibilitiesto combineelements-horizons mortal leavesat my feetresplendent in sunset shadesmake a pointlife continues; butin different states What Do You See #209 - Sadje fires our creativity with a picture W3 Prompt #77 - David asks us to write … Continue reading Horizons
I grew up in a Hindu family with two child-free couples as neighbours – one Muslim and one Christian. I was equally pampered by both. My mother ensured that I had new clothes to wear on Eid and Christmas, and I participated in the celebrations with elan. It was more about partying, but I guess … Continue reading Religion
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