“I don’t know when the shower of blessings changed to a downpour of responsibilities. And I could never get my head out of it. I’m going to miss work terribly.” Tears rolled own the cheeks of the CMO, as she concluded her farewell speech. She’d retired from the services of the hospital today. “You are … Continue reading Downpour
Empathy ..... by Deepa
Beheaded Boardman …. by mindfills
Englosh translation in Comments…
कब तलक करूँ इंतज़ार तेरा
दो दिन आरज़ू वाले बीत गए हैं
कब तक रहेगा खिज़ा का आलम
मौसम बहारों वाले बीत गए हैं
अभी तो अंधियारी रात बाकी है
कुछ पल बेक़रारी वाले बीत गए हैं
एक दिन तुम्हें याद आएगी हमारी
ख़्याल तसल्ली वाले बीत गए हैं
क्या आओगे तुम सुनकर अमित
की तुम्हारे चाहने वाले बीत गए हैं
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 136
Someday, this will be over– only remembered like some half-felt and fading nightmare. Someday, nobody will believe that it actually happened, that she had to go through the hell they know only from novels or movies. People who see the smiling couple posing for pictures will never know what transpired in the privacy of their chambers. … Continue reading Living with Insanity
I am always right ….. By Sadje
Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.
Anyway, the prompt is to pick up any one line (mention which one have you picked) or gist of the whole piece, if you can make sense of it, and base your piece on it.
Good luck!
Would I care to be right? If life was not finite If I’d the luxury of eternity to let it be naturally proved that I’ve always been right… beliefs and perspectives windowless walls between us block insights – so much so, that you revel in pleasures of darkness bottling and imprisoning light the beheaded boatsman sinks with the boat messenger from afar carrying a crumpled note All is not well, all is not right.. But I’d always been right He should not have ventured this far…
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Mind Heist .. by Eugenia
Neeta dreamt of Diwali that night, and her garden being illuminated by a hundred candles. It was the 59th day of lockdown, and it was expected to last a few more weeks, since they resided in a red zone. Another 40 days meant the lockdown would end on First of July, and then … they … Continue reading Hope
Sinks with the boat ….. By Jim Adams
You only need to know a few folding tricks in order to make your own vessel to navigate the water’s currents. I wanted to watch my paper boat which I painted green, as it made its way out to sea, that is if it didn’t get stuck in those waterlilies. I opened up a bottle of Yoo-Hoo, because I wasn’t able to get hold of my dad’s rum and I poured some of the contents onto the bow to christen my boat Sea Biscuit, but I was not sure if would sink or float. I launched it in the creek just under the bridge and since my favorite toy was Gumby and I knew how much he enjoyed going on adventures, I put him in my boat.
Gumby was flexible enough to pilot Sea Biscuit past the waterlilies and he looked like a champion as he steered past the rocks…
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Haiku ….. By Joe M.
nature tells the truth
trust nature to be correct
we invented wrong
