short words acquire broader meanings in time ‘Sexy’ is just one Ronovan Writes Weekly Hailu Poetry Prompt Challenge #175
Etymology
Objectivity
Life moves at a speed unknown with unease open to different interpretations subjectivity Time moves appears to move with the clock steadily sees us pass through calendars equanimity Minds move analysing capturing scattered bits and reconstituting objectivity Shadorma November Day 14
I Wish
I have stopped wishing for fulfilment of what I wish I had never wished I have stopped regretting moves which were right then but later, I wished had never happened. No more fantasies of fairy tale endings which I wish were realistic. I have stopped trying to turn back the clock I … Continue reading I Wish
To Be Read by Parents Over Fifty, Under Adult Children’s Strict Supervision
Dividers or Windows?
“I quit the job today.” “What made you stay there for so long?” “Well … I got carried away with some false assurances.” “Hmmm… the usual story….. did you speak to them about it?” “It made no sense. The dividing lines between the lobbies are deeply entrenched. I stood no chance.” “Why did you fail … Continue reading Dividers or Windows?
The Uninhabitable Spaces Between Us
Is this a ritual, an addiction or habit? Seeing you, meeting you and chatting away…. Getting newsy tidbits, with political analysis What really mattered, was the words you did not say. You sure talk faster than I do But the pauses gave you away. Words are spontaneous, silence premeditated. You made a conscious choice … Continue reading The Uninhabitable Spaces Between Us
Mystery
Life continues to surprise me the acceptance of the inevitable. I wonder how Hope walks following Life with a lamp treading on corpses of Trust. The miracle of respiration in the ever-changing direction of winds. I look back on solitary footprints and gaze at the conquered mountain peaks. Who carried us thru’ … Continue reading Mystery
Weekend Writing Prompt #28 – Life
Sammi Cox poses questions on life and its meaning …
A word and photo prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. Use the prompts separately or together. It’s up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.
Word Prompt
Life
Photo Prompt
The ankh was a symbol of life in ancient Egypt
Challenge
Prose Challenge – Write a story in no more than 300 words that looks at the meaning of life and the question, “Why am I here?” Who’s doing the asking? Why? What’s pushed them to seek the answer? Who’s doing the answering? What do they say?
Bonus point if you can mention ancient Egypt or the ankh…
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The Parrot’s Eye
Dronacharya, the guru of the Pandavas and Kauravas, taught them archery. He asked them to target the eye of a parrot hidden between the boughs of a tree. Each learner was asked what was in his range of vision. While most of them painted a vivid picture of the lush green foliage and the beauty … Continue reading The Parrot’s Eye
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 12
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 12
This image makes me think of masks.
No one can swear that he/she never put a mask on his life, whatever may be the situation.
We don’t show our emotions to everyone especially with whom we are not familiar. We want to show our good side only to them. Sometimes, even to our good friends or close relatives, siblings and parent we hide behind a mask. We have lots of masks. One for each role and each situation. I think it’s okay and it’s only natural.
That reminds me of my first encounter with a lady at a community festival. What a pretty woman, was my first reaction. Then I noticed she had a friendly radiant face with an infectious smile.
Slowly I came to know about her other qualities. I found her participating in every function, teaching children dance or songs, oozing out energy. She…
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