“Let the door not be a barrier. The light of liberation is the same, and will shine brighter if flames unite.” I find this note in an antique statue placed on the mantelpiece. Heritage hotels give me a spooky feel. I wonder what stories lie behind, and who lives in those sculpted arches. Who wrote … Continue reading Who?
The monsters on the other side have imprisoned a fairy. The fairy can solve all kids’ problems. We search online to see if she is accessible, but it appears she is the old-fashioned type who work with a wand and wings. We are willing to help her out with gadgets, if the wands and wings … Continue reading Beyond the wall
There was an intense discussion on ‘sunk cost syndrome’ in today’s meeting on business strategy for the next year. Her mind wanders off from excel sheets, as she applies the principle to her personal relationships. There is so much that has outlived its utility and relevance in the last few years. Growing apart is a … Continue reading Dried up
The splashing of pink rain boots announced her impending arrival. And my heart used to beat louder, till she put me at ease with her silly banter and impromptu song-and-dance routines. It is a story that started at the age of three, and has continued for five decades.She has such a bubbly personality, Every cell … Continue reading Lure of Pink
They paid the bill, and moved out after a satisfying meal. He looked lost, turning back again and again, and for no perceptible reason - she feared losing him. Theirs was an intense, volatile and cross-cultural relationship which had survived the last two years. “I hope you are not thinking about going back home.” “Nope, … Continue reading Pointers
He has not eaten an apple for more than a decade. It is that time of the year again. Fruit vendors from the valley crowded markets with their stalls, inviting prospective buyers to come take a bite. He looks around for that rosy glow on a smooth cheek behind the counters, but is disappointed again. … Continue reading Waiting
“Have I ceased to exist for the ones I left behind?” “You wanted to leave them, isn’t it?” “Yes. But I spent a considerable part of my life moulding myself to suit their needs. Is there any recognition of the same in my absence?” “Those moulds were borrowed or imposed, not you. You are looking … Continue reading Purified
“My mother-in-law invented remote control, long before we held those devices. She created a robot, long before this town heard the word.” The gathering listened with bated breath. It was an unusual obituary. The obedient son wondered who was better at histrionics - his mother or wife? https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/10/31/weekend-writing-prompt-181-histrionics/
I remember being first to question the logic of ‘laid down’ rules and structures, right since childhood. The foundation of a rebellious life was being laid, and it created discomfort all around, especially with family elders, and bosses in the later part of life. It has not worked well for me, as I see ‘obedient’ … Continue reading Irony
“I would advise you to stay. You are too callow to understand the ways of the world out there.” “I’m not comfortable here.” “You have been given everything you need.” “Really? All I need is a level playing ground to up my game.” That was a decade ago. I’ve learnt there are no level playing … Continue reading Brand of Ethics
