This is a topic I can’t have fun with. The women in my father’s family (his mother, sister and nieces) were beautiful. They looked like marble statues with their alabaster skin and chiselled features. My grandmother would often say with great sarcasm to me, “You look like your mother….have not taken after this family.” It … Continue reading Not needed now
“The electoral campaign strategy looks good, but what if public opinion sways to the other side?” “If it does, the strategy is not good. Design mental processors in a way, that the outcome aligns, not collides, after touching the outside world.” “You have a point there. We are no good without followers, and everything should … Continue reading Strategic campaigns
“Take care, Harry! There’s a shredder in there.” He stepped back in a reflex move. “Don’t worry about your limbs. It shreds egos.” “When will you stop spinning stories?” “I already did. Might throw away the paints and brushes too…” “But why?” “I come here to accept defeat. I can’t replicate the original artist.” “Hmmm… … Continue reading One up
Rumour mills are agog that the President’s wife is a super-natural being. Domestic staff says mirrors do not reflect her presence. I pinch myself to confirm if I exist, if I’m real. Does a world exist outside my mind, my imagination? I probe the voice, which talks about the President’s wife. There is yet another … Continue reading Floating
A crowd gathers to see who has the courage to put their innermost self on display. The crowd is curious to know how they can support, oppose or shred it to pieces. The crowd engineers multiple stories from a single, thread bare fact, and sells it to stakeholders. Both the viewers and viewed are within … Continue reading Crowd
Unseen writers open vistas of unseen worlds without ever touching a brush or paint. I salute the inventor of language. I bow to the faculty of imagination. Hail Humans! https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/03/13/weekend-writing-prompt-200-vista/
Tamsin’s heart drummed frantically. She tore through her pack, her books, and the messy desk. Where was it? She had spoken to a forensic expert, but the will was missing. How would she prove that it was tampered with? She opened her laptop to check the scanned copy. It was there. But did forensic science … Continue reading How?
His voice echoes through the valley - I spell the end of the Universe. It is a much feared voice - this Being knows no compassion or mercy - he drinks poison but survives, has deadly cobras coiled around his neck and carries a three-pronged weapon - Man, his journey and final destiny. He is … Continue reading Well-concealed
I’ve not been there with you from the beginning, and will not accompany you to the end. I’ll meet you at the point you abandoned your dreams, and opted for the comfort zone. See it as a storm, a whirlpool, a crazy flight or a journey- I will carry you to the point where you … Continue reading Imperceptible
I wake up with a start. I dreamt I had turned into an app, with a lot of books in it. Friends and family, all those who had earlier labelled me a bookworm, have downloaded me on their devices. Many of them will see me in that “Least interacted with” list. They love to have … Continue reading Weird Dreams
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