“I thought you would never want to see me again.” “Tell me, why did you bring me to that stage?” “I was reshuffling priorities in my life.” “That is exactly what I want to do today – lay to rest all ghosts that trouble me.” He moved away, looking scared. “Don’t worry! I am not … Continue reading Kill me
The whole office was scurrying about, as the President’s card was stolen, and money withdrawn from his account. The new card was a premium product, issued to a select few top officials for testing, and which the President saw as a potential revenue booster. Systems and procedures were re-audited to check how the security breach … Continue reading Stones
Scene1 The setting is that of a corporate office board room. The voice of the President resounds, while stuffed suits look nonchalantly at some screen, avoiding the gaze of others. “This slide has the figures that we need to show in the balance sheet, at the end of this quarter, and these are non-negotiable”. “But, … Continue reading The Truth? What is that?
The figure in black had an unusually soft voice. “Don’t be afraid. I will liberate you.” “How?” “Imagine living with the same set of people, prejudices and deadlocks forever.” “How can you help?” “By giving you a fresh canvas to paint on.” The Death Fairy emerging from the black veil looked beautiful. Inspired by … Continue reading Death Fairy
The picture fails to inspire me. My instructor for the Creative Writing course looked exasperated. Any specific reason? I suffer from ophidiophobia. This picture resembles the head of a snake. But it is not. Look at the tiny leaves growing around. It is the bark of an unusual tree. But, I will write about what … Continue reading Fear, Perspective and Approach
She : He betrayed my trust. Me : Did he ask you to trust him? She : No. But I thought he was a good person. Me : Did you, at any point of time, find signals to the contrary? She : Ummmm… Yes. But I thought it was a mood swing, or a temporary … Continue reading The Reversal of Nothing
The woman in black finally decided to reveal her identity. I watched with bated breath, as she lifted her veil, and then, I almost stopped breathing for a while. She was not strikingly beautiful, as I had expected, but was a relic of the past. What had happened in her life, in the interim period? … Continue reading A Writer’s Dream
The rooster looked pensive. He had been awake for an hour, and there was no Sun on the horizon. He was not sure how many of the phone addicts depend on his call to wake up. But most of the females in his community had remained asleep. The few that woke up, ignored him and … Continue reading Good Morning
The boss signals me to take a seat without looking up from the screen, and grunts “Well …….” Reluctance to listen, weariness with the usual rants/complaints, disinterest in micromanagement is all so transparent in that grunt. I see and interpret, more than I hear. He appears to have a counter-attack ready, before I start talking. As … Continue reading Disinterested
I wonder how life can be so easy at times. Golden fields, beautiful trees and shafts of light all passing through a transparent haze greet me. My eyes are so used to obstructions and roadblocks, that they ache at this sight. Inspired by Sonya at Three Line Tales, Week 73
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