Expressing opinions or sharing content which is considered anti-national is a legal offence. All social media sharing is being monitored. Those who do not comply will are liable to punishment. This post from an unknown source is going viral on the internet, and somehow killing people’s right to expression is not considered anti-national. “No fake … Continue reading Mission Accomplished
Eternal love keeps one from breaking down completely. Read Sanah's take ....
“You are gifted. You are one of the best talents in writing, acting and directing that we have today. Why did you never think of doing it all for a single film? It could be a kind of signature flick for you.” The interviewer looked at her like a smitten fan in all earnestness. “I … Continue reading Pieces of rEAlitY
We met at the school reunion a year ago. And now, Julie has invited me to see her cottage in the forest. One glance at the structure, and I exclaimed “Hey! You continue to be a Sly Stallone fan?” “Sly Stallone? What does he have to do with this cottage I designed and got built?” … Continue reading Crooked obsessions
This is a real ‘punch’ line.
All was set for the service.
Programs lounged on chairs in the next room. The adequately melancholy music played. Discrete tissue boxes rested at either end of the first row.
She waited as heels clicked on marble and black fabrics swished and the somber faces of acquaintances, rearranged for the occasion, nodded at her. She endured the hugs and shoulder pats and too-long handshakes. She breathed through the words.
The room quieted.
She rose and stared at the ornate urn on the dais before turning to face the living.
“You should know,” she began, “that Dad was not a good man.
kilojoules of energy invested in stardom dissipates as life starts falling apart being grilled in courtrooms living in fear of a life behind grilled prison cells A jewelled existence starts withering away to hit hard ground where frailty lies shattered Fame makes one more susceptible to notoriety SoCS and Saturday Mix at MLMM
The life of a tear drop … by hecblogger (Amit Agrawal)
English version by Reena
I’m a tear drop
I evaporate
in momentsI get wiped out
leaving silent traces
of a faint memoryYou smile again
to suppress the moisture
with feigned warmthNew episodes of pain
bring new downpours
the old overtakenI’m a teardrop
carrying your pain
till I existOriginal Hindi poem by Amit Agrawal
मैं एक बूँद आँसूं की
जो कुछ ही पलों में
बस फ़ना हो जाएगी
न रहेगा वुज़ूद मेरा
पर तेरी आँखों में कोई
ख़ामोशी रह जाएगी
देखेंगे लोग तेरी हँसी
पर मेरी ताप-ओ-नमी
कहीं दबी रह जाएगी
होगा नया ग़म कोई
तो नया सैलाब लाएगा
किसे मेरी याद आएगी
मैं एक बूँद आँसूं की
जो दर्द तेरा लिए अमित
बस फ़ना हो जाएगी
In response to:Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 56
Deepa's optimistic take ....
Amber light streamed down from the arched windows, splattering the altar and their upturned faces. The bride and groom avoided looking at each other. The expressions were suitably solemn for the occasion, but tense …. certainly not happy. For a moment, the priest looked unsure of saying whatever he had to, but regained his composure. … Continue reading Amber
