Easy Nirvana

“There is always light at the end of the tunnel. So, cast your fears aside and ride.” “Then why do we need this headgear with lights on it?” “We have to combat darkness on the way, and need to be prepared.” Two of the five kids did not return that evening. A search was launched. … Continue reading Easy Nirvana

Sounds of the city

Honking was considered bad manners in this city. He looked helplessly at the traffic jam in front, and the girl on the back seat, struggling for breath. His heart flipped over at the thought of being found with a corpse in his car. His heartbeats were loud, sweat trickling down his temples, but everybody around … Continue reading Sounds of the city

In process

A soul cries to be reborn, full of promise, full of regret and fired with intent to get it right this time around. A genetic framework is created to house the intent. It sees the light of the world once again, and squeals in delight – the world labels it as crying (there are no … Continue reading In process

Fiery

“It’s not just a spark. I’ve fireworks in me, which outwit the conservative cape. Brilliance shines through. Beauty is not far behind.” Fire steps back a bit, fearing mercurial temper, but re-emerges with all its warmth and life-giving energy. “Understand, accept and step back if you’ve the slightest desire to dominate.” It’s a very enigmatic … Continue reading Fiery

Recruitment

"What were you thinking when you hired this guy?I don't see a photography course on his profile." "I need a good photoshop artist, not a photographer." "Oh, yeah... I keep forgetting. The world is digital. We don't develop pictures in darkrooms." https://only100words.xyz/2019/07/04/three-line-tales-week-179/

Patriotism

“Job completed as per instructions. Flag raised to the recommended height, and set to fly at the stipulated time…” This is another routine report the Admin Head checks every day at work. But today is different. The employee who executed the task has been sacked, and his own job is at stake. “What the hell … Continue reading Patriotism

The Bloody Carousel

Somehow, I like the place. It has a strange sense of familiarity – is this what we call déjà vu? I wonder why the inhabitants don’t seem to like me, though they look like old friends or acquaintances. I focus on the tilted architecture, which could easily be the ninth wonder of the world (the … Continue reading The Bloody Carousel

Embers

The flood raged over the entire village. She wondered if nature was mimicking her fury, or trying to pour water on it. The rage hadn’t helped, but had refused to die down either. It resembled embers of a slow-burning fire that was consuming her, rather than a raging flood. She closed her eyes and entered … Continue reading Embers