Conforming has never been a skill that I could show on my resume. Trailblazing and taking up new challenges are proven assets. I can never be as coy, feminine and graceful as the woman in the picture, if those qualities are considered as prerequisites for being a Duchess or Princess. The royal family is rigid … Continue reading The Jewel
She was the kind of woman who infused all your hopes and dreams into a loving reality emanating from an equally loving universe. I lived in an invulnerable fortress, safe from the misery, ignorance, jealousy, hatred and chaos that surrounded it. I dreamt that my life was important. I dreamt that I could make my … Continue reading The Woman of My Dreams
Gone are the days, when actors hung from helicopters, with songs to capture the attention of their love. You are being stalked, darling…. (137 characters) Inspired by Twittering Tales #23 https://katmyrman.com/2017/03/28/twittering-tales-23-28-march-2017/ Image: pixabay.com
Silly me! I thought, I could play with a troll, just as I play with my adorable puppy, Love. And then, I lost my diamond. Love would have fetched it for me, from anywhere. But Troll ….. this guy hid it in his bushy head, and now complains that the prickly piece of jewellery is … Continue reading ‘Un’Friend
The loose ends of the thin, uncoiled white rope indicated, that the jetty had seen better days. There were no boats to be moored. It still managed to hold the tides, and control littoral deposits. The coastline was protected against erosion. But, there was nobody there to acknowledge the contribution. The timber was gradually wearing … Continue reading The Missed Boats
Lily could not recall the exact moment of flip-over, when her form changed with the existential challenge. She decided to take no more. Self-pity was criminal and cowardly. She watched over her body on the hospital bed, and was glad to fly high without an oxygen mask. The switch had been liberating. (52 words) Inspired … Continue reading Better than Life
His plane had crashed into this desert. Habitually, he opened his mouth to swear, and condemn all, with the filthiest words. The corporate honcho was known for his foul mouth and intimidating manner. He stopped at the sight of a tribal group, moving ominously towards him. The brutes were armed with spears and knives. The … Continue reading The Honcho
Yes, the doctors call it Aichmophobia – the fear of sharp objects. I hate this fence, rather, dread it. The roundness of the few curves and arches do not help much. Autumn increases the unsightliness, with the sharpness of bare branches. The twigs lying around the porsche, represent my hapless life --of being separated from … Continue reading Metaphor
I smashed all mirrors around me, as I could not bear the ugliness of my life and actions. I was not born to be a criminal. I was not born to cheat and kill. Circumstances made me what I am today. I stand on the border of life and death, and see no mercy or … Continue reading Death has no Mercy
Ugh! The print on your backside, and the patterns on your shape… No wonder, your walk is labored. You need a stylist, before you hitchhike (140 characters) Inspired by Twittering Tales #22 https://katmyrman.com/2017/03/20/twittering-tales-22-21-march-2017/ Coverpic: pexels.com
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