Life

A rant about how and what life is and how it pervades all of space

The question that defies all answers is not ‘how it all began?’; it’s rather ‘when…’

Certain man-made proportions were well beyond his reach of understanding and so it has been with the myth called time.

So while we sit here and think ‘all’ has a beginning and a well defined end, we can rather limit thoughts by saying our definition of time ends with us.

But it goes on…

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The Last One Standing

What would it feel to be the last of the human race!

The dark liquid like substance kept hitting his leg as if it wanted him to stay with it forever. The loneliness was so prevalent that even the stinking sea seemed to crave for attention. And he was the odd man out; the living amongst the dead and the pile of junk.

The last human he had seen was a half dead woman lying in the ditches and that was months ago. Slowly he had lost count of time. It seemed to have lost its meaning. For him it just dragged on. He was merely surviving, just out of hope that someday he’ll meet another living being… he was there just for the heck of it!

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Yellings of an Anguished Mind

A story of anguish and anger burning oneself from within!

Please drive slowly will you? Can’t you see our child is crying!

Sheila’s plea went unheard as Rocky stepped on the accelerator.

You are the one who told me we’d have a holiday at that god forbidden house. Why do you want to spoil it? Why are you doing this to me?” she cried.

Because I love to see you cry.” And he followed this with a menacing laugh.

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Just Another Bus Journey

The nonsensical philosopher in me let completely lose!!

The world keeps moving.

When I say moving, I don’t mean revolving or rotating around something. I mean moving as in travelling in a linear path. And when I say so, it is only logical that everything associated with the world does.

Anything from the dust to sand to worms to birds to animals, everything does; and so do the sun, the planets and the whole cosmos – whatever you see and don’t, whatever you want to see and you don’t wish to either.

It is something like a very big bus journey, only the destination is still way too far for numbers to hold (in terms of any unit)!

In a way, for us, the world is the center of the universe – no matter what science may suggest.

When we are in a journey what’s more fun than having a riot? Play games, and when the bus is this big, we have so many to meet, so much to do; the limits of time are bound to be squashed by the mere dimensions of the bus!
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A Vulture’s Dairy

A tale of one vulture and his attitude of giving constant demeaning remarks against us humans…

Day 1
Hi there… I am Jack the vulture. My nest is way over there, beyond those mountains. I can see it from here, but am not so sure if you will be able to! I’ve been living in this arid desert since I was born.

You see those dunes moving beneath us. Yeah! Well I’ve seen them do the same for ever. Damn sands, they never get tired do they? Keep shifting from one place to another troubling everyone. But I don’t want to curse the desert, because it has fed me to what I am.

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Finful Cravings

This is a sarcastic tale of a little fish in the big ocean and his admiration for the ‘mightiest’ creatures of this planet! All’s fair in the so called ‘circle of life’ 🙂

You know sometimes I wonder what we were doing just before being born on this planet. I believe every creature has the same god and I guess we were all chit-chatting with god just before being born in here.

What were we talking about? I guess god would have asked us, so what do you want to be this time? And guess what would I have replied?

“Me, I want to be a fish!”

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I Wonder…

All those things that make us ‘think’ and ‘feel’. Questions that arise in those special moments, if given a chance to foresee them all – how will things work out to be?!

If I can just capture every single thought,
Every dream and nightmare,
And spin a thread with all of
My greatest wishes and dirtiest ideas
What will I end up with?

What to call that feeling,
When I meet the love of my life
Tell I long to be with her and love her above all;
Is that the success of my love?
Or is it just the beginning of test of times?

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The Warrior

And there was a warrior who believed he had conquered everything!

Standing amidst the stench
Of the one thousand dead men
That he had heaped on the bloody ground
The warrior, clad in his unyielding armor
And brandishing a razor sharp sword,
Thumped his chest and laughed at the world.

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Dí­a De Juicio

A story of justice and revenge…

The tile means “Day of Judgment”… I wanted 2 keep it as the same and leave it at that; but somehow, according to my mood the other day, I decided I needed a name in some other language. So I got this word & translated it in Spanish.

Also a few thanks to MS Words Synonyms feature without which I couldn’t have got so many out of ordinary words!

Plus thanks to Wiki & of course Google & a few other obscure sites for all the info & tidbits.

Justice has a strange way of implementing itself. No matter how fast or how far the wrong doer runs away from his misdoings, law catches up and rebukes the guilty. It is not always the law established by men for this is perhaps the weakest of laws when it comes to castigating the sinner; many a men do get away from law made by men equally wrong! But there are certain forces in nature which help those in distress, those who have been wronged to avenge the injustice that was done onto them. Death is not always the ultimate punishment, but probably not in this case.

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Lost In The Desert

The desert welcomes the unwary traveller, in it’s own style 🙂

Ahoy there rider!
You, who comes to explore me;
I welcome thee to my open lands
Welcome thee to thy death!

Men die in their prime
Thinking I welcome them with open arms.
To intrude is fatal and
There are no exceptions to this rule.

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