My husband will understand this better. He is the textile engineer. I try to wriggle out of the job of writing for this prompt. But he is not creative at all. And who will read a textbook? I see poetry in this picture. He will see the production process. I take my diversion in blogging. … Continue reading Fabricated
“Individualism is a form of escapism, if you refuse to take responsibility for another’s life and expect them to manage their own.” “But are others not happy with their freedom?” “Maybe, they need help. Can we dissociate ourselves from a collective human responsibility?” “No. But you need to differentiate exchange from charity, and authoritarianism from … Continue reading Escapism
“The birds have been set free.” “Not all. This is a red light area, and there are many inside the cages inside the building. Call the police for a rescue operation.” I wonder why some faces in the room turned red. (211 characters) https://katmyrman.com/2019/03/26/twittering-tales-129-26-march-2019/
“Is there a story surrounding this structure?” “Yes. A genie appears whenever thunder strikes the structure, and unleashes destruction on the world.” The sky changed color. I saw lightning, and stretched out my hands to wring the guide’s neck. I wondered what was getting inside me. Or rather WHO? I guess destiny finds a medium … Continue reading Genie
“There is a right time to pluck the tomatoes. You have both green and red ones on the same plant.” “My tomatoes suffer from an identity crisis. Juicy, the red one at the top is not sure why is it not a part of the decorative salad bowl. The green ones do not fancy being … Continue reading Birds of the same feather?
Oh no, not another wedding! I wail silently, as I pull out an ostentatious box from the mailbox. It almost broke the mailbox. I do not enjoy loud music and dancing and we have already spent a lot on gifts this season. The name of the sender does not inspire positivity. It is not a … Continue reading Invitation cards
Yes. They are vociferous, loud, over the top. And why shouldn’t they? They are the most powerful in the land of underprivileged people. Self-righteous noises just prove that they cannot do anything wrong. Shrillness cuts through the chill, and I’m forced to concede that they are making herculean efforts. How can I not acknowledge their … Continue reading Herculean
“Are you afraid?”, asked Clare. The touch of his quivering hand said that he was. “No, I’m not. I know you are there with me.” It was a long drive ahead, the paths were foggy and internet connectivity poor. But together, they hoped they would make it to the destination. https://only100words.xyz/2019/03/21/three-line-tales-week-164/ andhttps://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2019/03/20/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-47/
“There’s no connectivity here.” “Have patience! It’s slow.” “The system has not been updated. I’m seeing the same pictures again.” “Look carefully! The people have changed.” TEN YEARS LATER “The people have not changed. For how long have we remained here? They look younger. ” “You need to focus a lot more on what you … Continue reading Time warp
He received the same picture postcard from his partner every year. At times, there were tiny stickers in different colors, at different spots. He got the message, and knew what to expect. This year is different – the same picture shows empty seats on the ferris wheel. Does it mean there are no more people … Continue reading Shifting the Ferris Wheel
