There are a few moments, trapped in that box of junk. The pressed rose between the pages of a book, the first medal that I won in school and the first love letter someone ever wrote to me. The expensive gift that I received from the colleague, who stabbed me in the back, also lies … Continue reading The box of junk
The district court had delivered its verdict in favour of the culprit, citing lack of eye-witnesses as an explanation. Ananya, the young prosecution lawyer, broke down while apologizing to her client, Jyoti. Ananya had spent the last half an hour, staring at the coffee cup. The cappuccino had lost its steam. She will not let … Continue reading Liquid Power
He was neither a genius nor a robot, but his work was applauded worldwide. He was convinced that talent and capability only breed arrogance. It was just a different perspective, that sparked all innovation in the world. Inspired by Three Line Tales - Week 62 at Only100 words https://only100words.xyz/2017/04/09/three-line-tales-week-62/
It was time to don the disguise robes. The mission had to be accomplished today by the suicide bomber. Both success and failure meant death. (140 characters) Inspired by Twittering Tales-25 by Kat Myrman. Take up the challenge at https://katmyrman.com/2017/04/10/twittering-tales-25-11-april-2017/
The emotional connect was awesome. Maggie’s parents prayed for her health in the morning, and were pleasantly surprised to see both Tommy and Kitty seated behind them. The lazy duo had dragged themselves out of bed to join the morning ritual. They were unhappy with Maggie’s convalescence, and longed for her to join their games. … Continue reading Gratitude
“But, Mom, all my friends are going…..” The desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. She just would not allow her kids to go to the Childrens’ Park. Her husband thought she was being unreasonable. Betsy knew that they will not understand why. They were not aware that she had spent six years of her childhood … Continue reading The Mother’s Whim
“Hey, buddy! Come up on the terrace! It is sky-watching time. Grandma says the Sun used to have a bigger and brighter orb in her youth, and they had distinct parts of daily routines, called Night and Day." “Right! My online tutor told me to observe the grey orb.” “And what is that made of?” … Continue reading Grey inheritance
“That was in rather bad taste, Henry! You should not have created a scene in the birthday party”, fumed Martha. “What exactly is good taste? Your claim to superiority above others? I am a son of the soil, and have my feet firmly rooted in the ground”. “Taste is what makes food and the world … Continue reading AN ACQUIRED TASTE
“I have invented a synthetic molecule”. “Have you replicated nature, or invented something that did not exist before?” “I draw inspiration from existing patterns, and then, improvise on them.” “Great! But has Nature run out of stock to cater to the needs of the planet?” “The population has ballooned by quantum leaps. Competition between human … Continue reading The Conversation
The dark colors and rough edges of the stone, against the vivid colors of the sky looked ominous. White paint splattered on the stone appeared to be symbolic of something, as if somebody wanted to convey a message, but could not express completely. The straw hut outside the gate, towards the sea, looked quaint, but … Continue reading Who was the Queen? #writephoto
