The village had been deserted a few weeks ago, as terrorist threats loomed large. His head struck a bag hanging from the ceiling. What could it be, in this abandoned place? His military training compelled him to check. It could be a detonatory device that would explode in a few seconds. A heap of undelivered … Continue reading The Mission
Virus looked at the beautiful girl, and smiled. How badly did he want to hug and kiss her, feel her creamy, smooth, flawless skin, and ……. change the landscape forever? Yes. The landscape had changed, and Virus was trying to breathe again. Oxygen smelt so different from the nitrogen, that it was used to. He … Continue reading Reclaiming the Planet
If the sky is still blue, where does this golden light emanate from? Where does this doorway lead to? Is somebody trying to confine the sun, but is unable to contain its brilliance? The Sun emits signals of its existence, and rays of hope to all those who need it. The Earth needs it, the … Continue reading What time of the day is it??
The crowd stopped at this point, and very few dared to venture beyond. They were the faithful dogs, the illiterate or those who had intensely loved and lost. This signpost was placed by a prankster, outside a graveyard. Written for Week 49 of 3LineTales at Only100words https://only100words.xyz/category/three-line-tales/
“Can I meet the sculptor of all these masterpieces, Genie?” You have brought me to the Valley of Existence. All these faces carved in stone, with their frozen gaze fixated on me, scare me out of wits. These are my faces from the past – emanating from various reincarnations. They smile when confronted with lovely … Continue reading Genie
It was a private note of exchange between them, amidst the noise of celebrations. Just 7 words scribbled on a paper towel. “See me tomorrow at noon. Samovar Café”. The glance accompanying the note was evocative, and she almost knew what it was about. Hadn’t she waited for his confession? Ten years later, she stood … Continue reading Cafe Samovar
She watched the cheesy top of the soufflé rise in the oven, and felt choked with revulsion. Her mother had invited Ron over for dinner, and he would soon be her step-dad. Her Mom was looking happy, seven years after her father’s untimely demise in an accident. Janice was consumed with guilt about her inability … Continue reading Dilemma
Wonder why the clock tower has huge gaping holes, instead of the face of a clock?. Time had stopped ticking for Emperor Shahjahan, after he was imprisoned in this tower by his son, Aurangzeb. The holes were just large enough for him, to see the Taj Mahal, the monument he built to his love and … Continue reading Shahjahan
The sparkler spread warmth, light, hope and demonstrated multiple paths to branch out. It consumed itself in the process, the memories remaining red hot, albeit for a short time. The transience brought back memories of her mother's suicide. Written for 3LineTales , Week 48 only100words.xyz/2016/12/29/three-line-tales-week-forty-eight/
Mom always said, I was not OK, and I needed to improve a lot. An imposed discipline, a forced regime, an apologetic promise were created to assure her, that I intended to be good. The New Year Resolutions were framed and hung on the wall, to remind me of my inadequacies. I can’t recall when … Continue reading Resolution
