The handsome hunk aspires to be a model, and find a ticket to Bollywood from the ramp. He sweats it out in the gym, and sends messages to at least ten model co-ordinators and casting directors every day. He gets the break he always dreamt of, goes on to become an actor and earns accolades … Continue reading Strength
On the brink
It is the last day of chemotherapy. Her energy is drained out, but she is not particularly keen on going back home. “Your family must be waiting,” says the nurse smilingly as she helps Esha with her wig. “The concept of family is such a big myth, when you can’t think alike. I found the … Continue reading On the brink
Creative fractions
“There is no formula for creativity, so how do I measure or assess?” “Think again ….. can saplings of creativity emerge without passion in the soil? Birth takes place in blood and chaos, but the life that emerges is cleansed and stain free, so you don’t see the churning behind it. Mathematics is the result … Continue reading Creative fractions
Non-judgemental
“So, you are now caught in this whirlpool of being accused of a crime … what do you think can help you in extricating yourself from this mess?” “My lawyers and my wealth……..” “That is a lot of support … what is the next step that you should be taking?” She looked flummoxed, “Aren’t you … Continue reading Non-judgemental
A pause
“I don’t think I will….” The pause seemed like an eternal stretch of time. What if she wants to leave forever? He should never have asked in the first place, forcing her to take a decision. That moment brought many scenes from the past to mind – where he had been dominating, overbearing, violent, imposing … Continue reading A pause
Shackled
"How is watching different from seeing or looking?" "Well, the language is slimy, but I guess it has something to do with being alert …. Seeing and looking are comparatively passive activities." "So, it is somehow tied to getting a desired result in a time-bound manner?" "Er…. Maybe." He flung the expensive wrist-watch at me, … Continue reading Shackled
Unwritten
gulfs widenI see sharp words flyegos stretchin search ofrelevance, and maryet unwritten story plots https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/05/06/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-106/ https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/05/05/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-176-poetschoice/
Constructed shadows
“This has to be done, because everybody in the family does it, and I can’t stand out like a sore thumb.” “I’m not compelled to worship your gods.” “Is that your final decision?” “Yes, and I’m leaving, because the nothingness horrifies me. There is no individual I can interact with, just constructed shadows of the … Continue reading Constructed shadows
Lost identity
“Can somebody help me find a lost item?” “What does it look like?” “Great, grand, glorious and very close to my heart.” “I guess you need to look close to your heart, rather than out on the road here,” the guy was rude, and moved away abruptly. Another one had passed by without recognizing me … Continue reading Lost identity
Noise
It’s a landmark day in my life. I decide that others’ opinions on my existence do not matter. I see moving lips around me, voicing disapproval, but I go about doing my work with determinate ease. Those expressions are not very pleasant, but it is about them, not me. I don’t feel a need to … Continue reading Noise
