Imagine a playground full of children. Each child has a goal: one wants to build the tallest sandcastle, another wants to swing the highest, and a third wants to play tag. Initially, the playground is a buzzing hive of activity. Each child is driven by their unique goal, providing them with a sense of direction … Continue reading Humanity – Divided by Purpose
The pilot episode of “The First Date & Chicken Manchurian” ” was supposed to be the big break for Akash Sharma, a wide-eyed actor whose only prior credit was a toothpaste commercial in Assam. On set, nerves tangled with ambition as Akash delivered his lines with gusto—until a prop malfunction sent the spotlights flying on … Continue reading Spotlight
It was only yesterday.A bride scrubbed with turmeric to glowan aura built up painstakinglywith colours of sunriseto symbolise a golden future It was only yesterdaya chirpy girlwiped her hands off my sariand ran in laughing with gleeI scolded her,but smiled… Naughty girl...Who knew you’d grow up so soon?The yellow ruffled frockschanged to ornamental outfitsa peach … Continue reading A mother reminisces
moving in a spiralI access larger circlesnot concentricnot asking for change of lanejust a smooth transition-to the infinite-to the beyondan amazing expansionof ingrained perspectives there are no endingsjust new beginningsI don’t walkbut flow… W3 Prompt #177
Welcome back! Thanks for the responses steeped in creative wisdom last week! A special mention for Life's Whoosh by Eugenia. I am captivated by the following lines writing without the silent voice every word stitched in time what doesn’t exist will be whether pretend or reality the pulse of life hums Read the full poem … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #399
A mountain suspectsIts deep-rooted strengthand scalabilitya vain Kingloves himself andits unattainability shapeshifting reflections in waterwhisper myriad possibilitiesbeauty and ugliness,the real and imagined,fluid truths in deep-rooted thoughts,existence draining quietlyby pump or drought I turn to the solid comfortof a gleaming mirrorbut lights intersect,playful, bending form,strategic in their placement,revealing a different game -it’s all a perspective-it’s only … Continue reading Shapeshifters
War spells disaster – especially those that drive hatred between two sections of the human race. We concealed our dwellings with black paper on window panes and skylights to avoid being detected by bomber planes. Those were the days when fighter planes were not as technologically advanced as today. The sound of planes buzzing overhead … Continue reading War and Peace
tangerinecolours of autumngrass grows tallbeyond feetornamental gardens hideaching estranged leaves Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
I’m scared. I’m also in awe of myself, though it sounds immodest. Where do these words come from? They scar the screen like lava flowing out of a volcano. They wash all that has been inscribed for ages, like a tsunami from the depths of the ocean. They burn down all scripts and uproot the … Continue reading Writing
We danced through fire,kissed storms, chased starseach love a trial,each left a scar. hearts tried many formsbut laughter stayed through the storms.friendship held us close. What Do You See #306
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