Mind games

Circa 1990. The trade union leaders are protesting against some perceived injustice. A few officers have been suspended for inappropriate conduct. I find a surge of emotion rising within me, on hearing the chants of unity and fighting against injustice. A few months later, I join the Human Resources Department, and see the union leaders … Continue reading Mind games

On the brink

It is the last day of chemotherapy. Her energy is drained out, but she is not particularly keen on going back home. “Your family must be waiting,” says the nurse smilingly as she helps Esha with her wig. “The concept of family is such a big myth, when you can’t think alike. I found the … Continue reading On the brink

It was my choice

My childhood was spent wondering who lives behind those monstrous facades. Was it a driver, or a gunner or a silent controller? I would wake up in the middle of the night, when the facades started speaking to me. My son does not waste time. He just jumps on to the other side, and operates … Continue reading It was my choice

Silence

The silence is unnerving. It is also something I’d always longed for, but never thought I would have. I see shadows emerging from the other end. They look like me, but are wedded to silence. Then, she appears- looking rather pale and ghostly, not the woman I loved and missed so much. I’m surprised at … Continue reading Silence

Forsaking the unknown

Did she really want worship while living a suppressed life? wistfully she saw girls jumping around  rising up to meet the sky scaling up dreams on the way How she’d have loved to be commonplace, ordinary with no expectations or conduct restrictions Alas! A life not meant to be  the princess lies buried here for … Continue reading Forsaking the unknown

School Days

School Days …. by Len

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Responding to Reena Saxena’s prompt #138.“All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women are players. They have their entries and exits” famously said Shakespeare”.https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/06/04/reenas-exploration-challenge-138/

A play in two acts:

aAct 1. William Edgeford-Hill. a.k.a. Billy Bananas.

Was that my morning alarm buzzer forcing me into wakefulness, no such luck, it was the sound of the recess bell summoning me to enter the hell they called recess. Maybe this time I could escape the devils clutches and grab twenty minutes of peace. I sighed, it was not to be, there he was right on cue, the devil followed by his minions, trotting over to greet me. I planted my feet firmly on the ground and braced for impact.

” Hey, Billy Bananas, where do you think you’re going.” hissed the devil as his right fist thundered into my left upper arm.

I grimaced, trying not…

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