Sunset Years

The book I am reading does not interest me, and I decide to put it back on the shelf. Another problem stares at me. I do not know which other book to pick. They have all lost value. I need to shed something to breathe easy. But what should I shed? Trees shed leaves, but … Continue reading Sunset Years

A Strange Animal

I am not the one with all the words but writing prompts do give a kickstart to whatever I choose to call creativity.   Mind is a strange animal insatiable eager to tear apart thoughts to fit in inbuilt compartments only to seek release again.   (44 words)

Yearnings

It is incredibly peaceful, but lonely out here. There was a purpose to my life, and a purpose to my death. But now what? I always knew that I would reach here someday. Yet, something pulls me back to the people I love. I am not sure if I expressed myself fully. Does my wife … Continue reading Yearnings

Kindness Kills

I wonder how I survived as an infant, with so little of life skills. It must have been the kindness of those around me. I read somewhere that human beings are genetically wired to be attracted to a baby, as babies need help. The Creator had taken care to induce systems to aid survival. Where … Continue reading Kindness Kills

Censorship

Draft of a story, floating in a torrential draught Politics and moral police will ensure he is caught. Write bestsellers, it does not prove you are right Naysayers in action are using all their might Sail to horizons afar, where authenticity is on sale Recreate reality, don’t upset the dominant scale Find the author before … Continue reading Censorship