They touched their cheeks to ensure if it was real. They couldn’t fathom if they were lying on grass, or floating high up amongst leaves. The feet were not touching the ground. The existence was light as a leaf for sure – they were not bothered if their pristine white outfits would stain, or if … Continue reading Mystical
The darkness is soothing, but she is grateful for the windows. It prevents claustrophobia. It gives an insight into worlds outside. It gives an opportunity to jump out to end her life. Mental illness was reappearing. It was not possible to get out of this place, or out of her mind. (280 characters) https://katmyrman.com/2019/08/20/twitting-tales-150-20-august-2019/
The gawkiness of childhood left behind often generated a ‘Was that really me?’ feeling. She blamed the lack of sophisticated parents and a nurturing environment for it. The question she asked herself with embarrassment, was soon replaced with a “Is that really me?” It was again the environment -the psychopath boss and toxicity of a … Continue reading Once again
You welcome me for the messages I carry, but do not understand my language. If you did, you would have known that I’m not a messenger. I’m a soul, I’m a living being as bright and fair as any other that inhabit the world. The color I’m blessed with blocks your limited vision. I was … Continue reading Scare-human
“Don’t shoot the messenger!” “Who wants to? But what if they tinker with the truth?” “We live in the post-truth era. What is all this hullaballoo about truth? Whatever the media tells you is right.” “Bought media?” “Who do you think has not been bought? Don’t you do things for your boss that you don’t … Continue reading Post-truth
The capitol grew rank in the summer heat, the humid streets clogged with sweating tourists and rats. They were all trapped in the same hole, after the announcement of sensitive political changes. Rescue teams were awaited to carry the tourists back home. Further entry of tourists was blocked, and airlines were instructed to refund full … Continue reading The old man
“It’s the same silhouette again, which appears every evening.” “How do you know it’s the same one?” “I’ve been watching it from childhood, and seen it grow old. It walks exactly the same distance from one end to another, in my visibility range.” “Now I know… “, Sara sighed as if pitying my ignorance. “What … Continue reading It could be God
Watson : A broken mirror leads to a horror story…. Onlooker : It is just a smoking-friendly place. Sherlock: Section 420 of Indian Penal Code covers offences relating to cheating and dishonestly inducing delivery of property. If I were you, I would try to decode the other two numbers. https://only100words.xyz/2019/08/15/three-line-tales-week-185/
Why do disasters happen? Why does ill luck befall? And why do those good-for-nothings have it all? I am no Buddha, but… a lifetime is not enough to resolve the mystery The Maker speaks in a cryptic code. https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2019/08/14/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-68/
His eyes darted around the auditorium, as speedily as the fingers strummed the guitar. He awaited magic – the emergence of a voice from the audience, emanating from a beautiful face. Together, they will create a different kind of music and the night will glide away like never before. It will be a kind of … Continue reading Perfection
