Opportunity flew by. I let it go Only my dulled senses and fading sensibilities can be blamed.. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/05/16/weekend-writing-prompt-157-fade/
Blame
Shooting Pain
A sharp pain shoots through my head on the left side, as my husband animatedly makes a political argument. We do not support the same ideology. Life is back to normal in a while, but the pain continues. I wonder how much of it is psychosomatic. And what exactly is the trigger that generates discomfort … Continue reading Shooting Pain
Shackled
"How is watching different from seeing or looking?" "Well, the language is slimy, but I guess it has something to do with being alert …. Seeing and looking are comparatively passive activities." "So, it is somehow tied to getting a desired result in a time-bound manner?" "Er…. Maybe." He flung the expensive wrist-watch at me, … Continue reading Shackled
Frog in the Well
It was fun to pose as a frog prince, and let all the young girls kiss me. But then.... I did not turn into a prince. The girls were furious at being tricked, and threw me into the nearest well. I've been unable to jump out despite all efforts. Memories fade, and dreams change. The … Continue reading Frog in the Well
Let it Fly
Time flies. Let it fly. I'm more than ready to fly faster. Take me to another age. Wow! I've never had a companion like you. Come, fly with me... https://only100words.xyz/2020/05/14/three-line-tales-week-224/
Off they go…
She still owns two of those hats, they used to love twinning around in. She offered the hats as free gifts to kids, but those were rejected as being outdated. Kids these days …. There is a lot to learn from them though. Why is she moping around for something that was never meant to … Continue reading Off they go…
Self-inflicted
It is terrifying to see him slip into depths of insanity. Others-centeredness has destroyed his core. The youngest child raised in a large, joint family – he was taught that being good meant being obedient and servile. He always needed a god to worship, and a cult to follow. Shorn of deities after his parents … Continue reading Self-inflicted
Nourishment
The monk has travelled across the world in search of meaning of life. Gone are the days when people congregated in an ashram to partake of wisdom… there are umpteen agencies to get him online and share his learnings. The digital marketing campaign lasts 90 days to generate a feeling of emptiness in people, and … Continue reading Nourishment
Surrender? Not needed…
“I gave up on feeling brave a long time ago.” “How exactly do you feel now?” “I go with the flow. Que Sera Sera….” “And does the surrender infuse a sense of calmness?” “Sometimes, yes…. “ “What makes you surrender?” “I failed in all my attempts to bring about change.” “If you had not failed, … Continue reading Surrender? Not needed…
Culmination
The glimmer at the end of the tunnel is the culmination point. It is the point where stories of different journeys meet and exchange notes. Some find commonalities, and others realize that so much of it was non-existent or irrelevant. Some choose to go back and talk to the path, the branches, the sun and … Continue reading Culmination
