The dress is sewed and put together with care over a period of six months. Her mother picks up unusual items for creative placement as embellishments. The last one is supposed to be a fresh flower picked on the morning of the gala event. She looks at it wistfully, and wonders if it will qualify … Continue reading Changing colours
https://open.spotify.com/episode/29hyJVlPyxBzWsBH6a8kf1?si=8326a7474ffd4db1 Only the elders remembered a blue sky. The sky looked dark and waters muddy after that fateful evening. Mythological tales surround the event. Some believe it is the result of a long war between humans and gods. Humans won, and the gods were pushed to the Deep, Dark Underground to live there forever. The … Continue reading Light of Truth
https://open.spotify.com/episode/1XuKS3hW9D9Lf1clAeiNw6?si=8ead5a5146184573 “I’m on a mission for the remaining part of my life - decluttering …. everything that does not give good vibes will go - junk, impulse shopping, toxic relationships, jaded mindsets.” “Where will you keep all that you love - things that add value to life?” “Decluttering creates space for the new.” “Who’s talking … Continue reading Decluttering
“The truck ran over you….” “I’m still alive.” “There’s a magic wand somewhere around you. There’s someone who listens and protects you." “Are you talking about a previous lifetime?” “I don’t think it makes sense. Dismantle the blocks and put them together all over again.” “I will never complete this novel. This is the fourth … Continue reading Creativity blocks
This is where they had dreamt the future. This is where they had planned to meet. And they did ... Just that it was a little too late. https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/11/01/what-do-you-see-november-1st-2021/
It’s the same room. The table fan and bookshelf are replaced by contemporary versions. The bookshelf is a wall-unit in W shape with few lightweight books and three soft toys. “Who reads anyway?” My uncle says sheepishly. Yet, vellichor makes me feel my late grandfather’s presence there. (48 words) https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/10/30/weekend-writing-prompt-233-vellichor/
It is like getting to know them all over again, when they visit in the holidays - the long phone calls and FaceTime chats notwithstanding. Reality strikes hard. It’s not enough to know what they are eating or wearing. I don’t know what goes through their minds in the interim phase, and what journeys they … Continue reading Evolutionary journeys
"I heard ghosts have feet pointed in the opposite direction - they are so torn between going where they belong now and interacting here in this world." "That's a good input. Because this benign ghost will move towards you and hug you ..." "whoa ..." I don't know how to manage a fake ghost spectre … Continue reading Spectres and Spectators
https://open.spotify.com/episode/4GN2oAPvGYPu4coGg9469D?si=79b4aab2bcc3464f I find a word somewhere on my morning walk, and I don’t know what it means. I stash it away in my bag as a keepsake, a reminder of the wonderful morning I feel lucky to breathe in. The horror starts when the bag starts getting heavy. My shoulders ache, so I place it … Continue reading The Word
https://open.spotify.com/episode/1aayvRv9jOH9EG8dLFfn3D?si=b80fa38de8b84434 The plan is laid out for execution. After all checks are carried out, Johnson decides to meditate to gather himself. The scene around him is changing … clouds gather …. the light is hazy… The spectre of uncertainty hanging above him assumes larger proportions. It engulfs his existence to the extent of paralysis. He … Continue reading Sabotage
