Frost Finish

I often wonder if it is appropriate to show raw emotion in a goal-driven world. Will I be seen as weak or stupid? Emotional manipulation has been couched in a refined term called emotional intelligence. A frost starts covering the core of an individual, as soon as they learn this coveted art of emotional intelligence. … Continue reading Frost Finish

History or Fiction?

“Who are these people, Mom? And what is LOVE?” “They are probably from the past civilizations, when people believed that there is a flow of positive energy called LOVE binding them. And they appear to have benefited from that.” “Was that some kind of radiation?” “Maybe. Ancient texts say that it transformed people.” “Really? I … Continue reading History or Fiction?

Conscience

“Why would anyone want to send me a gift like this? And the sender’s name is not on the parcel.” “Turn it back.” “I can, but I am …. well, a little scared…” “What are you afraid of?” “I used to be a good marksman, and have killed several deer during my hunting expeditions. My … Continue reading Conscience

Unnoticed

I was repulsed by the ugliness and stink of manure. After a lapse of time, the beauty of flowers that bloomed captivated me. Seeds and soil cannot do much, without the help of water and sunlight. I am the seed, but I thrive in underground darkness. The beauty of the external world shocks, as my … Continue reading Unnoticed

Unblocked

Creativity is a spring which draws from deep wells of consciousness.   Its pristine authenticity is not immune to pollutants from external reality.   Commercial concepts invade thoughts to demand creation tailored to the market.   It is a battle to keep your self out of outputs conflicts churn.   Writing and art prompts are … Continue reading Unblocked

The Stuff of Legends

I am angry, and justifiably so. You called me the Evil Fox. You killed me, stuffed my skin and put me on display in the museum. You forgot that folklores have a pinch of truth. Mountains being created out of molehills, does not denigrate the existence of the molehill. Have you heard that the soul … Continue reading The Stuff of Legends