We have had heavy rains in Bombay for the last two weeks, disrupting traffic and normal life. A lot of things had to be postponed for a more commute-friendly weather. At the same time, It is also a blessing to stay home – indulge in culinary delights, read and complete pending work (actually, the last … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #95
“I met three more hypocrites today. What is the world coming to?” “Not much … except that certain people are minting money out of these so-called networking meets.” “I would like to host the next one, and make these b….s pay for the crap I had to endure.” (253 characters) https://katmyrman.com/2019/07/09/twittering-tales-144-9-july-2019/
“There is always light at the end of the tunnel. So, cast your fears aside and ride.” “Then why do we need this headgear with lights on it?” “We have to combat darkness on the way, and need to be prepared.” Two of the five kids did not return that evening. A search was launched. … Continue reading Easy Nirvana
Who teaches a new-born baby to smile and cry? Human memory is partial to faces, and this is the first set of information that she learns to decipher. Can she make sense of the sounds emanating from people around, or is it all gibberish to her? Dogs can learn about 200 words of whichever language … Continue reading Verbal blessings
A soul cries to be reborn, full of promise, full of regret and fired with intent to get it right this time around. A genetic framework is created to house the intent. It sees the light of the world once again, and squeals in delight – the world labels it as crying (there are no … Continue reading In process
Seasons change, so do people and relationships. What remains constant is the process of churning out thoughts – some mundane, some innovative and some creative – but it is energy nevertheless, energy which powers the world. So, here we are in another tiny capsule of time, reproducing snapshots of our thought process in this space. … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #94
perceived strength watches helplessly floating boats harsh currents cross over the arch -challenged mobility weeps https://scvincent.com/2019/07/04/thursday-photo-prompt-span-writephoto/
crumpled memories lying in a bin for times immemorial suddenly made sense this morning I doodled thoughts till they assumed a familiar face - pliable memories reconstructed to fit in a comfort zone my life begins to make sense 0nce again…. the faces lose identity to become masks https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/category/reenas-exploration-challenge/
"What were you thinking when you hired this guy?I don't see a photography course on his profile." "I need a good photoshop artist, not a photographer." "Oh, yeah... I keep forgetting. The world is digital. We don't develop pictures in darkrooms." https://only100words.xyz/2019/07/04/three-line-tales-week-179/
The flood raged over the entire village. She wondered if nature was mimicking her fury, or trying to pour water on it. The rage hadn’t helped, but had refused to die down either. It resembled embers of a slow-burning fire that was consuming her, rather than a raging flood. She closed her eyes and entered … Continue reading Embers
