“The greys appear disconnected from the greens…. almost like a superimposed picture.” “Excellent clue! The grass is trimmed. There is somebody inside.” “Or outside, wanting to get in…” “The myth of the ogre will live on…..” Petrified, I saw my new friend change form and lunge at me… (279 characters) Twittering Tales #85
Dear Humanity, Unfortunately, I find that what sparks the light in me does that only to me. There are very few or no takers for the same. I came across this quote a few days ago, shared it on LinkedIn, and the response was zilch. “The moral flabbiness born of the exclusive worship of the … Continue reading Dear Humanity,
“I have walked through it several times, at different hours of the day and night, but with very little success in my mission”, wrote a police officer on social media with this picture. The tunnel is known to be a criminal haunt, but the miscreants are never caught. Folklore has stories of secret entry and … Continue reading At the break of dawn…
“Now, all of you will do this with me….” gesticulated the public speaker as he made circles in the air with his fingers, and then, punched the air. Similar requests were made at least twenty times during a two hour presentation. “Are you kidding?” silent thought were echoing through the room. “Now, turn back and … Continue reading Suffering a seminar
My boss: How good is your best salesperson if he cannot add value to the book at the end of the financial year? Think about replacing him. A loan applicant: My property offered as collateral is being undervalued. The adjoining plot has been sold at double the rate. Me: The adjoining plot has been purchased … Continue reading A day in the life of a bank manager
“Your soul is the only constant through cycles of life and death,” the last words from the guru’s discourse resonate through my being. How I would like to turn back and ask, “Have you ever felt your soul being spliced through, with the sharp edges of assumptions, mis-judgements and uncalled for jury verdicts? To plant … Continue reading Soulful conversations
Neily was hooked by the image, as I saw lines of hope, fear and dreams dancing in the unfathomable depth of her dark brown eyes. She wanted it, and yet did not want it. “Letting go is a learned art, a discipline, as we are so used to being bound in self-constructed environs.” I whispered … Continue reading Letting Go
It was quite late in life, when I appreciated my mother’s fine craftsmanship skills, and the beauty of her stoic attitude. She was a single parent bringing up three kids on scarce resources. The boots which she had created from an old pair of jeans did not thrill us at that stage in life, but … Continue reading Later in life….
Shucks… the dreaded nightmare of an empty auditorium…. This is what he had feared all his life. It was the funeral of a well-known politician, with only a few policemen impatiently looking at their watches. He had forged lucrative links with terrorists in his last unglorious years. (280 characters) Twittering Tales #84
The Entrepreneur of the Year Award goes to ….. Sitara smiled for the cameras as she received the award. An unexpected question popped up, before she could start with her well-rehearsed acceptance speech. “Sitara, our viewers would like to know what made you chose this yellow and blue plane as your logo. Your business is … Continue reading Breaking the window
