When two fundamentalist powers fight, blame each other for the same crime, who will you support? The side that supports my interest. You have been indoctrinated about your interest and that you need protection; actually you don’t. The voice wavered for a moment, “But yet, I can foresee who will rule the future.” And that, … Continue reading The End of Analytical Thought
You are just a character, so you have to follow my instructions. The character does a few somersaults on the page, changes colour like a chameleon, and shows a face that looks AI-generated. This won’t help me carry the story forward. He waves his hand like a magical wand and changes the shape of a … Continue reading The Story – Beginning and End
The quarterly review meeting had the tension of a courtroom, every slide a potential indictment. When you flag a concern, take care to not expose someone's manipulation. Arjun knew this, yet his report on “phantom revenue streams” cast a shadow across the CFO’s polished smile. The room fell silent, executives shifting in their seats as … Continue reading Flagged
Change the footwear if it is uncomfortable. It is a legacy. Shuffling feet won’t get you anywhere. Design your itinerary, make travel bookings, buy appropriate footwear and don’t let anything pull you back. But those are my roots. Then you are a tree, and trees are immobile. Six Sentence Stories
Outside the crumbling courthouse in Lucknow, a group of activists proudly announced their “relay hunger strike,” as if skipping lunch in shifts would terrify a politician who dines on stolen millions. Ramesh took the first turn, dramatically sipping water every five minutes, while declaring he was “on the brink of collapse.” Meena replaced him after … Continue reading Protest
Once upon a time, a Piper wandered into the marketplace of nations, his flute gleaming with promises of aid and his shadow heavy with threats of tariffs. The rulers, eager for prosperity, fell into step, marching to his tune, believing his melody would lead them to abundance. But the Piper’s song was woven with threads … Continue reading The Pied Piper
There was only way to counteract the missiles being fired by stupid earthlings – drop a spark from the Divine Flame on the monstrous decision-makers to disempower them. She crept into the cavern where the gods kept their flame, her hands trembling with both awe and hunger. The masquerade she wore was stitched from mortal … Continue reading Fated
I don’t even know why we broke up; there was no acrimony or argument. It was as if we just floated away into different realms and did not miss each other. People grow apart in different spaces, irrelevant to each other; there are no separations as such. I’m not looking for validation or consolation; I … Continue reading Growing apart
We’re living in the Wi‑Fi century, but somehow the signal still drops when you need it most, like when I wanted to share an important update. From the mountain top, the sky wasn’t just clouds— it was war trending live, no filter, and he was not aware... Try telling an unborn kid his dad was … Continue reading To my son
I condensed a piece I'd written in 2017 for this prompt. This is Reena Saxena signing off. If your world thrives on manipulation, multiplespeak, and mindless evil, I refuse to be part of it. I do not accept your authority, nor will I bow to Satanic rites disguised as insight. You wear masks, gather protection, … Continue reading Sign-Off
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