50 word story contest with the keyword trial
The field looked deserted. How he longed to feel again, the warmth of a hug; the strength in a kiss!
He heard footsteps in distance. The trial was over.
It was nearly dawn. His country would wake up to a beautiful morning – traded with the blood of his young platoon.
Something written impromptu; maybe I hear too many unheard cries of late? This is written for those kids whose childhood has been cut short – perhaps by war, calamity or acts of terror.
They were not meant to be headline news in negative sense. Maybe if we were tolerant enough, we might have seen another flower bloom
I was born in someone’s womb,
Cherished, nourished and nurtured.
I have been in the shop of candy
Built a castle on the sea shore.
I loved the rocking horse,
Also the carousel at fun fair.
I’ve founded many realms, in play;
Lost countless hours in peekaboo.
Continue reading “A Song for the Unknown Child”
What a sad state we have come to, when we realize a girl is no longer safe neither in womb nor on the streets, neither from kin nor from strangers, that neither her grooming nor her education can stop her from getting groped or molested. Have we collectively lost all our senses or is it because we are completely shameless?
It is not very common, that an incident, no matter how untoward, draws unanimous flak from an entire nation. There was the exceptional scenario of India against corruption several months ago. This was not just one single demonstration but rather a wave of protests, undertaken for seeing a very positive transformation in our country. It was a welcome change from our lethargic selves. I can sense a similar large scale protest happening; this time at the heart of India, sadly, for a reason which we all would have wished never happened in the first place.
Continue reading “Shame and Sensibility”
A simple farewell post for my dear grand mom.
We often take too much for granted in life. Much time is lost in doing things and running around that we forget, not only the reason why we do them but also for whom we do it.
Continue reading “Angels In Our Midst”
We cling on to everything we hold dear; addicted to our materials – even when knowing, within, that we are just a fleeting moment in the passage of time. Nature shows everyday how it all works; that everything is bound to pass away. Yet even when walking the last line of life it is the human nature to observe and yet not realize. We are left asking just a little bit more.
I stood by the shore,
Wide eyed – in rapt attention;
It was a scene straight from a dream
As I saw the water rise and fall.
Continue reading “One Last Wave”
My first time tandem jumping experience.
Giving a rating of one to ten for the most craziest things I’ve done till date, this one is sure up there. But somehow I can’t help but feel as fresh as a person being given a second chance to live!
Continue reading “Sky Diving”
A life that grows and shrinks back with no care about how much and how little – I think in the end what we all seek is just the same…
When I was a toddler,
I was bothered by no troubles.
Then with age came a sense of fear,
All I wanted was the shelter of my parents.
Continue reading “The Right Proportions”
An attempt to foresee the circle of afterlife as (if) told by someone experiencing it!
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!
Continue reading “Life Beckons”
A quickie to illustrate what faith could mean to the less fortunate…
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.
Continue reading “Faith”
My two pence about life, death and choices in life
The question is ‘What happens after death‘? Do we go anywhere beyond? Do we still have some sort of physical restrictions or do we keep roaming the vastness of space unawares to the living and we ourselves unmindful of all thoughts? Do we still manage to touch and feel? One thing is for sure; our lease with the physical form that we carry will end. And with it shall end a life time of cravings and desires; burdens and borrowings; sufferings and sorrow; happiness and love??
Continue reading “Incongruous Thoughts”