The Message

We had almost given up. Then, I yelled to call the doctor, as I felt his fingers curl around my hand. Screenshot “He is moving.” The doctor and nurses surrounded the bed and started pumping life. “God helped us through you.” I thanked them with folded hands. “No,” We heard a feeble voice from the … Continue reading The Message

Darkness unfurls

Hi, Sadje Here's a slightly different take in response to WDYS #332 Tu is jahaan se jaane laga haiKahin andhera sa chhaane laga hai Aana hoga lautkar tujhe kal savereDuniya mein kitne hain tere basere Ek din hum bhi tere saath chalengeKisse-kahaniyan milkar likhenge Dekhen ki din ke rang badalte hain kyaYudhh ke baadal chhantte … Continue reading Darkness unfurls

Beacon of Light

The flame shivered as Hope turned round the corner. It’s not easy being a beacon of light against a rapidly darkening sky. Screenshot Oil supplies will be affected, says the news channel, but another superpower will help us. I’ve lost faith in superpowers. They hold power, but they are not Gods. The over-arching super-intelligence is … Continue reading Beacon of Light

Dialogue of Two Boats

One boat, carved of memory and care,calls out across the restless air:“Waters ahead are veiled in storm,shifting shapes that break the norm.Guard your keel, hold steady, friend,lest the voyage meet its end.” The other, bright with daring flame,answers not with fear but claim:“Storms are teachers, waves are guides,truth is found where shadow hides.To sail is … Continue reading Dialogue of Two Boats

Whispering Walls

She thought of the nested dolls on the mantelpiece. Then she remembered the prank someone played on her on her tenth birthday. Her gift consisted of several boxes of decreasing size, placed one inside the other. She kept peeling the outer layers in search of a miracle inside, but found none. Would this experiment be … Continue reading Whispering Walls

Tales that tell, stories that sell

My footsteps have created a pattern I don’t recognize. The world around me has organised my random movements in a way they like. It feels like I kept talking incessantly, but no one was really listening. The background score they added to the video of my life doesn't make sense to me. machine languagesturn scarcity … Continue reading Tales that tell, stories that sell

Felicitation

ancient stones ascend,slow whispers of patient earth,moon descends in grace,crowning their long, silent climb,silver blessing on the peaks. What Do You See #323