scarcity mocks all attempts at tom-foolery boys who dared slipped in deep caves for adventure rescuers dive in high risk, unseen zones world watches masterminds plan rescue missions Ronovan Writes
Rescue Mission
Inside the box
mind maps brainstorming take me further away from targeted solutions breakthroughs occur when I work with available tools inside familiar boxes templated thoughts cause implosions inside rock my whole being with the power of design thinking I get into larger boxes if claustrophobia strikes (44 words) Quadrille #62 at dVerse
Burst of color
A sudden burst of color had the small township pop up with rumors in the last few months. Who was she? What was her agenda? People started fading into oblivion whenever she appeared on the scene. And to top it all, she loved strawberry ice cream. Was there a connection with the past somewhere? Did … Continue reading Burst of color
Nursing a grudge
He reached late. Employees were supposed to log in by 9 am, and it was three minutes past nine. “I’m sorry, Ma’m! There’s a huge traffic jam on the route I take.” “Find a better excuse.” All eyes are on him. The office has been agog with rumors, on why the new boss was so … Continue reading Nursing a grudge
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 49
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 49
This week’s challenge: Your piece can be your piece – poem, story, anecdote, memory, quotation, or anything else – whatever ghosts or monsters or gods it invokes inside you.
What is it that lives inside our bodies, and drives our actions? Is it a god, a monster, or a ghost?
Are we all part of superconsciousness which allows us to differentiate between right and wrong?
Why do our actions show the opposite?
Why do some people go out of the way, leave their comfortable life, and serve the downtrodden going to live the most inhumane life?
Why do some people do heinous, gruesome crimes in spite of knowing the punishment they will get?
Do every person fifty-fifty percent, side by side, the demon and an angel and the one who is nurtured most empower us?
Long sessions
of meditations
Satsang(the company of pious people seeking…
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Farcical
Silence is a weapon to kill hollow words. I see them shrink and shrivel in fearful anticipation of meaning - being hurled at them- being disrobed of fanciful costumes- while their inertia will expose much-dreaded emptiness. There is no body or soul beneath the clothes - farcical judgements …. Music Challenge #33 … Continue reading Farcical
अंतर्द्वंद
विषाद भरा यह मन मेरा :
नोंच लूँ आसमाँ के तारे तमाम
नोंच लीं थीं तुमनें जैसे ख़ुशियाँ मेरी
तोड़ डालूं इस घर के शीशे सभी
तोड़ दिए थे तुमने जैसे सपने मेरे
जला डालूं इस जहाँ के वुजूद को
जलाती हो ज्यों हिज्र की आग में
मिटा दूँ अपनी हर उम्मीद-ए-ख़ुशी
मिटा दीं जैसे तुमने सब यादें मेरी
सोचता हूँ
जीत जायेंगें मेरे ये ख्वाब-ओ-ख्याल
या बचा लेगी मुझे अच्छाई मेरी
In response to:Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 49
Intention
“Looks like some idiots have bitten off more than they could chew…” I chuckled, “there are shreds of soap strewn on the floor.” “What are you upto, Emily?” The husband sounded irritated. “I kept cheese-flavoured soap on the rack, and rat poison with it.” “I am not sure about rat response. But bathroom floors do … Continue reading Intention
Grand design
I read somewhere that wildfires occur to destroy the weeds in the forest, and the existing trees become manure to emergence of new life. The same cannot be said about the impact of natural disasters on civilisation. We have no system to differentiate between the weeds and trees, or accept the reduction of a tree to … Continue reading Grand design
Artistry
I fold a paper, spill ink and water on it, and fold it again. The pattern does not make sense. So, I take a gel pen and some pencils to embellish the pattern. My artistry looks good to me, and it is not half as complex as what this Rorschach fellow does. Maybe, he needs … Continue reading Artistry
