Herbert was the last to leave office on that fateful day. The business had been sold, and the old employees had lost their jobs. Bagpiper used to be one of the topmost whisky brands in the country. The ads were popular with its punchline of “Me, You and Bagpiper”, and many actors strengthened their popularity … Continue reading History
“Can I meet one of the seniors before I join?” “Sure! They are happy to meet prospective employees.” I find myself opposite the legendary whistle-blower of the topmost bank. I forgot to blink. “I know, kid! Many people believed that no other firm will offer me employment after that courtroom battle. But this is a … Continue reading Epic
Hi, folks Week 53 promises to be different, as I turn the tables on you. This might seem to be a little more complex, but fun. And the number of words that you have to churn out is less. But who am I to decide that? You can choose to churn out a longer piece. … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 53
Our mental maps come from experience, and beliefs ingrained from childhood. I never had an opportunity to question their validity. There was no need to do that. Honesty is a virtue. Nobody thinks about contesting the concept. Why should I? I saw a girl in dishevelled state running across the street. She turned towards the … Continue reading Update the Map
A new life awaits entry into a turbulent world, being taken away from bliss -- by the waiting bus Three Line Tales #Week 136
“Can we paint the balcony in a different color?” I felt suffocated by the sight of similar-looking boxes. “I grew up in a commune, where individualism was not permitted” Shucks …. that was my grandmom again, laying down laws which nobody liked. I gave Dad a pensive look, “For how many days are we going … Continue reading Communism Returns
What is happening in the background? Whose voices are those which stop you? let disapproving monsters go Pandora let loose evils but managed to lock one Hopelessness – observe how hope still rules the whole world Joy! Weekly Tanka Poetry Prompt Challenge #112
My son asked for the moon today. I couldn’t reprimand the love of my life for placing impossible demands. And I couldn’t get the moon either. Lightning struck, in the form of a mythological tale I had heard in childhood. And I got the moon for him – in the mirror. I just had to … Continue reading Moon
With that, she walked into the rain and never looked back. How could she? A piece of art created with sugar could not have survived the intense fury of the rains. Nor could the roller skates which carried her take her to a safe place. The child who rolled her into the rains was happy … Continue reading Sugar Fairy
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