Falling step-by-step, one at a time, he felt he had no option but to surrender to gravitational forces. He needed the salary to keep kitchen fires burning, and he did whatever he was asked to do – suspending better judgement and his values. Temperatures in his township lowered, and he saw everything freezing. What if … Continue reading Answers
I deserve to get the Survivor of the Century Award, or maybe more than a century. It has not been easy standing on one leg, losing my sheen in the mercury lights, yet being admired for quaintness. You mould me in different shapes, add aromas I don’t like and applaud the act of blowing me … Continue reading Sticks
“I wonder how many coins lie at the bottom.” “People don’t waste pennies anymore. They prefer playing games on Facebook, or take selfies they can manage with filters.” “Oh, yeah …. And pennies give no information about the owner.” (228 characters) Twittering Tales #111
“I have a frozen bum,” Little Tim’s expression appeared frozen too. But we couldn’t stop smiling. We had just moved in here from tropical climes. “What made you sit on that?” “I thought it is soft, fluffy cotton. I needed it to decorate the Christmas tree.” “Aren’t you excited we have a real Christmas tree, … Continue reading Frozen thoughts
I cannot believe my eyes. The priest is dressed like a jester in tights with a multicolour diamond pattern on it. The secretary I kicked out yesterday is a Queen in a velvet robe, seated on a throne studded with gemstones. I recognize my toddler from his face. But he is now grown up, and … Continue reading House of Empathy
She had once fancied a life on wheels. The hotel rooms felt blissful after a long day, where she could pass out in a jiffy and dream of future adventures. The soup and fish does not taste as good now. It has been a long time, since she had a wholesome, homemade meal. Her dreams … Continue reading Adventure
She thinks they are in love. Deep inside, she knows it will last till the next manic phase. He has inherited bipolar disorder, and she is tired of living on the fringes of sanity. (34 words) Weekend Writing Prompt #81
It is an excellent workshop. We choose fabric scraps we like from the heap, and fashion it into outfit ideas. Then, we move to the circular rack with hanging garments, and make our choices a second time. Some of us make different choices the second time. The facilitator helps us interpret our choices to show … Continue reading Interactive themes
Welcome to Week 63! Prompt Here is an intriguing picture shared by Harvey Kraft on LinkedIn. The picture by itself can tell a thousand stories. But I am increasing the complexity a little. Here is a paragraph from another source. So what exactly happened here? A woman felt powerless because she was unable to … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 63
Those face s hanging from the cliff will not let me rest in peace – even in my grave. I can hear silent, mocking laughter every moment. I’m sure this must be Hell. If there is a God, He is mighty upset with me. These people are presumably punished for their crimes. One by one … Continue reading Intent
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