“I own a walnut-shaped pink contraption, which serves as my personal spaceship. It takes me to unknown lands to explore virgin landscapes, and paint my own pictures.” “Can I see it?” “No. I keep it protected in a bony case.” “I insist on seeing it.” It might shock you to see your own talking, walking … Continue reading The Escape Artist
My six-year old nephew looked pretty upset on the last visit to my brother’s house. “What’s up, Charlie?” “I need to talk to you. Come to my room.” He walked away in a huff. I looked askance at my brother, who was grinning from ear to ear. “Let me answer. He wanted to buy a … Continue reading Shopping on credit
The nonagerian took three minutes to put his slippers on, and moved to the washroom with slow, measured steps. The attendant reminded him that he had just been to the washroom, five minutes ago. Did he? He is hungry and breakfast has not been served as yet. The attendant might claim that he has already … Continue reading On the cusp
“This is the skeleton of a reptile excavated by archaelogists,” explained the zoology teacher, “the mystery that remains unresolved is the functions of its odd-shaped mouth.” “A mouth is used to catch the prey, clean, sense the way ahead, bite or eat,” opined a Smart Alec student, “reptiles are not known to ruminate.” “Power of … Continue reading Power of Speech
Sakharam was not allowed to park his bicycle in the porch outside the office, or the parking lot. That space was meant for the shiny cars of executives. So, he found a space on the backside of the office to park his wheels. It was not very convenient. Sakharam would run at least six errands … Continue reading WHEELS
Helena thought her eye-protection glasses were not right. The cloud of smoke was assuming a human form. She was terrified to hear a vaguely familiar voice in close proximity, “Help me. It has been eight years.” “Eight years since what?” “He said that New Moons signify hope, not darkness. But, ninety-six New Moons have been … Continue reading The Rare New Moon
The grey skies were lit with a multitude of colors in a violent outburst. It was not the rainbow that Dennis had seen in books. His pet badger had dug out an amulet from the ground, which was emitting a strange light and sound. The menacing Dennis stepped behind like a coward. Writespiration #129
“Schooling is imposition of a thought pattern, hence, nobody can claim to be an original”, thundered the guru, “Success lies in choosing the best teacher.” “Is there something called a school of the self?”, arose a meek, soft voice in the audience. “Where is the origin of the self? You have been created from a … Continue reading School of the Self
“This really fascinates me.” “What? People staying away from work?” “No. It is the only time good people wait for the dark shadows to appear.” (140 characters)
School provides the foundation of knowledge, as well as unconditional joy. We, the Girl Guides and Boy Scouts were on a picnic in the summer vacation. One of the activities was a cooking competition. Tiny pots and other material was provided, and we had to create our own stoves with bricks and firewood. Nine pots … Continue reading Picnic Pranks
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