Long ago, when the world was chaotic, at a time, when no one knew the meaning of peace, when everything was gloomy, God decided to create a fine feathery creature; perhaps the last ray of light to rid the world of it’s dark times!
Long ago, when the world was chaotic, at a time, when no one knew the meaning of peace, when everything was gloomy, God decided to create a fine feathery creature; perhaps the last ray of light to rid the world of it’s dark times!
The Sun sets in the West – that’s what we’ve been told; or made to believe rather. Well, it’s certainly not the case here. I know it may sound stupid. But this place, wherever it is, never seems to go dark, something that I can only feel, for I seem to have lost the power of my sight; strange though it may seem, I can feel the warmth of the light. Anyway, I’ve always believed it’s all just relative – this light & dark business. You might conclude that I am lying; that would be a hasty decision. You haven’t seen, ahem, gone through what I’ve experienced here!
I was introduced to her by a pal of mine; a true pal he was. Though I still can’t make out why he had to kill himself in the way he did – hung to death for no goddamn reason! We all felt he was doing absolutely fine.
The night was beautiful
The place was quiet
I had my companion found
In the melting candle’s wax!
It was one of the worst ever days in his life. In fact the past few weeks had been getting unbearable, to say the least. Born an orphan in a small village, he was certainly not one of the well known face to this world. He was in fact just a rag-picker, a street dog, leading not the kind of life that any of us would be familiar with!
If you can come to terms with your spirits being dogged down since tender ages (thanks to being homeless), your body complaining and tired (thanks to the daily meal of rotten food) and your mind having no reason to wake up (thanks to being jobless) then probably you’d get close enough to his feelings.
The town’s biggest (haughtiest) business man decided to pay a visit to the houses of the less fortunate.
On one such occasion, he visited the shed of old Jose who was the local coffin maker. For no good reason he decided to ridicule the old man’s job and joked out loud to those near him.
“Ah, here’s a profession that always needs an out-of-the-box thinking! You must be thanking god for putting you in this one Jose!”
A few around, realizing the jab and laughed out loud while others did the same mostly to impress the big man.
There was once this sailor who was shipwrecked and going the way of the wind on a small boat when he suddenly saw the broken pieces of his ship.
First there was a torn piece of cloth from the sail. He felt he should carry this – after all wasn’t he connected to the ship even after its demise?
Based on a story I heard:
It was not just the earth that had shaken, so had Stephen’s confidence with life as he had known it. It was probably nothing more than just a minor tremor, but how much had it impacted him! Thoughts were running about his wife and three kids.
‘What’s the value of one rupee? Some lose/ gain a coin; for some its even more.‘
‘I was born poor, grew in tough circumstances and seen poverty in and out. My dad, a poor farmer, died in starvation – unable to pay up a few hundred rupees a month!‘
My first attempt at this 55 word thingie. “Got contaminated” over here. This one’s supposed to be on the topic ‘Reigning Man’:
He looked at the gun pointed at him and knew he had screwed up. His negotiating skills had taken him far, but not far enough. He looked at his would-be killer one more time. You lose… screamed the killer… then BANG!
“Reigning Statesman found dead in front of his dresser! Suicide confirmed!“ screamed the headlines.