Too lazy to break the bottle and release the djinn? No wonder jellyfish have survived without brains. They do not create Frankensteins. (135 characters) Twittering Tale #62
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Falling Apart
They had cut a cake on the same table, maybe a decade ago. Sandra had lost count of the years that passed by. Life was more about rowing in different directions, and coming back to a central zone of conflict. There was no escape, as they had to manage a terminally ill child they loved … Continue reading Falling Apart
Evil Spirit
A landscape artist had done this arrangement for his parents, long ago. The birth of a grandchild or any happy occurrence in the family was celebrated in that space with confetti, cake and tiny glasses of wine. His mother believed that the fairies had visited. The door of the shelter was never opened. It was … Continue reading Evil Spirit
Change the World
“Change the world”, she said. He did not have the heart to confess that he was an ordinary mortal. He conjured pink smoke and gave her a different lens to see the world. She believed every vision that he generated for her. There had been many who were teaching her to survive – the killer … Continue reading Change the World
Walking Away
“No exit” flashed the sign on the inner side of the entrance door. Her phone beeped again. Adam was getting impatient waiting for her in the car, and she was yet trying to figure out an exit route from the mall. Her hands ached with the weight of the bags she was carrying, and she … Continue reading Walking Away
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 16
Welcome to Week 16! I am late in posting the prompt today, and decided on a quick, but different take on the prompt. Here is a character narrating different episodes from her life. You get an idea of the overall personality. Pick just one sentence from the story, and develop further on that. Ask who … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 16
Vision in reverse gear
She was throwing away the books and the diaries to erase every memory linked to her bohemian parents. She had spent her life in an effort to heal the wounds inflicted by their irresponsible conduct. A page from a battered, worn out diary flew at her, “I spent my life striving to find joy, and … Continue reading Vision in reverse gear
Spiky Stuff
It is my first attempt at paragliding, and the thrill has captured every pore of my being. I feel like God, looking down at the world with its tiny creatures and dwellings. The sea looks like a pond in eternity, with hidden secrets in its depth. Another balloon passes me by, and I see two … Continue reading Spiky Stuff
Romantic
I felt like a Mughal princess walking through this passage of fate. The trees were arm-twisting each other to take a bow, and create a shady path for me to walk on. I saw interesting animal shapes embedded in the trunks, and if wondered if the spirit of the forest had come together as a … Continue reading Romantic
Savior
Hunter enjoyed being perched in his owner’s lap right from birth. It gave him a sense of superiority, as he looked down at his siblings playing on the floor, giving him envious looks. He was gifted with this keen, sharp vision – his gaze directed with equal intensity at the refrigerator door and the birds … Continue reading Savior
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