Nursery Rhyme Minions Nursery Rhyme Interpretation It is brown sugar, Papa, also known as heroin or smack. You need to smell it to know. My mouth will give no clue otherwise. Grow up, Papa…. Inspired by IBMC #08 by Prakash Hegde at The Nursery Rhyme Challenge https://itsphblog.wordpress.com/ibmc/ibmc-08-the-nursery-rhyme-challenge/ Coverpic: virtanliq.com
Prompt 1 - Flash Fiction A posse of police vehicles entered the resort hotel. They had received information about a planned terrorist attack. They were scanning the record of each guest. “Naseem Ahmad?” The guy at the reception desk murmured, “He is an author who has checked in to write a book undisturbed. He does … Continue reading Saturday Mix
Her arch rival was dead today. How she had hated the guts and glory of the woman! Angela owned every art, animal and human being that she chose to love. Angela was admired, envied and widely written about. For Angela Jackson was made of star material …. She broke records even with her funeral attendance. … Continue reading Revenge
Café Coffee Day…. The place where her first crush had shyly passed on a note scribbled on a tissue …. The place where she met her first employer, and launched a career…. The place where she signed the deal with a publisher to launch her first book … The place where she engaged her coachees, … Continue reading Memories
I could see many hands waving at me, from the window in the chartered plane, of people from my village, who were proud of my achievements, and wished me well. They had no clue about their imminent displacement, in the land acquisition drive for a development project, which I had conceived and was planning to … Continue reading Flying High
I had been driving around in the wilderness for too long, with no directions. The sight of an inverted umbrella boosted my sagging spirits. Maybe, there was a brilliant, young mind at work somewhere close, who was on a network. If this was a dish antenna, there was some hope of being reconnected to the … Continue reading A new chapter
They are all people, who think and talk like me, go through the same trials and tribulations in life. They too, love their dog and hate their boss. Some entities invented various divides to suit their political purpose. And then, social media to serve a dual purpose -- feeding and bridging differences. Inspired by … Continue reading The Divide
SINK was the envy of all the women in the neighbourhood – ambitious, strong and successful. Most of them were struggling with single parenthood, broken relationships and difficult marriages. Secretly, she ridiculed the sympathy and support which they drew from the ecosystem. Why could they never be meticulous, perfect and organized? She did not like … Continue reading Envy
This is where they had kissed each other goodbye, years ago. He traced a heart around it, daily, to commemorate the event. Belief or Relief? Inspired by Twittering Tale #17 -14th February, 2017 https://katmyrman.com/2017/02/14/twittering-tale-17-14-february-2017/
They sashayed down the ramp with promises for the future. Clad in funny outfits (unsuitable for the catwalk), they hoped that their ridiculous shapes would go unnoticed, and their gaffes forgiven. They had a lot to promise for the future, and wished to be evaluated on potential, not past performance. The audience cheered on with … Continue reading The Catwalk
