Tuesday, August 2, 2016

The Morning Newspaper

"Jeez! I can't find it again," yelled Mike as he was tossing the pillows, looking beneath the cushions and under the couch in desperation.

A silent Annie stood at a distance watching all the drama that would occur each morning.

Finally, she took it out from a drawer, and tip toed towards her agitated husband who went from furious to a frenzy.

"Why in the name of God do you secretly place the morning newspaper in some random drawers?" he asked in a bitter tone.

The wife replied with an upbeat emphasis, "We have fragile lives living with us. The least we can do is protect them from these harsh headlines."


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Monday, August 1, 2016

A Brutal World...

"Jessica don't grate your brain cells over it. What is done is done!" advised mom over the phone to her girl who had entered the corporate world after her graduation.

She was loving the freedom but would curb into her cell when a mistake would occur.

"Mom, he was so rude. I could not help it." she continued with a sob.

Mom could not disagree one bit thus defended her, "I can understand my love!" and she continued, "What you don't know is that this world can be hell at times too. Glad you are getting a piece of it at this tender age. You will shine like a diamond after experiencing all of it." she assured with gentle words.

That conversation helped calm Jessica's nerves as she hung up with a soft, "I Love you, Mom!"

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A World beyond Fiction

Many times I have been questioned about my transition from a Biochemist to becoming a Writer. 

Why?
What happened?

"Biochemistry is all about logic, train of thought and science that actually makes sense. And now you are in a non-sense field."



Sure, that is not a pleasant thing to say, but then I wonder we all are living in a world of fiction where tomorrow is uncertain and yesterday was full of drama, and emotions while today is a rinse and repeat of yesterday.

So technically we all are getting our feet soaked in this non-sense world. The only difference is that I am penning down my thoughts thus, allowing my mind to think beyond while others have it all muddled in their heads as they think, and think of what is bothering them and not being able to come to a conclusion!

We currently live in a world that is surrounded by lies, and myths and what stranger can it get beyond this!

The only difference is that a handful of us can translate that fiction via words while there is a majority that keeps it all within them cause they are always in loss of words thus, jumping fences like a Duracell bunny in the hope of getting a solution to their battles within. 

Nothing is stranger than fiction since we all living it, breathing it, unaware most of the times and when questioned a very personal yet fundamental question, "How are you doing?"

Many ponder over it and wonder how exactly they have been doing!

Seriously!
Do we need people to ask us the above to make us actually mull over?

My 2 cents
How strange can it get beyond this? How much torture can a man endure besides living in a world of uncertainty?

Mantra for today: Let's live beyond fiction by being determined of our today. 


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Sacred Space

Morris squealed,"Get out you wrinkled hairy creature!"

The girl panicked and ran out of that four by four space that was her shrine, and NO one was allowed in there!

As she stood outside her sacred space, she was in tears while pondering over the invasion that was an intrusion into her privacy.

"I shall investigate and get to the bottom of this!" she said while wiping her tears and banging her right fist to her left palm.

While at a distance, a set of giggles could be heard that were secretly hiding the cage in their backpack.

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Thursday, July 28, 2016

From Acting to Mindfulness

"R can you please exhibit the right emotions here!" pleaded my drama teacher in elementary school as she would curl up her papers to control her desperation while I would giggle over a scene that needed composure and a serious face.

My acting was so bad that my confused look in the play would give the impression that I have a cold, and my nervous act would make people laugh since they would think I was silly.

By Golly! Ruining the whole essence of the play.

I have to admit I am the worst actor ever. 

Although I was quite fascinated by the Hollywood and Bollywood world that surrounds me, thus each year until I became a teen, I would enter the drama club and would always be given a sideline because of my acting skills. I honestly did not care for just being on the stage with all those props excited me thus, even if I had to say one word in the play, I would be exhilarated over having a part in it.


Past teen, I actually realized the importance of roles, and thus my interest faded in acting since my emotions, and my words would never be in synch especially when the time would demand.

No doubt I was very disturbed and heartbroken with my decision since I had this adoration to be an actor some day. I would be looking into the mirror and taking self-acting classes but, to no luck.

However, amidst the many hours I spent with me-myself-I in front of the mirror, I realized how thoughts would come to me when I would try to enact a particular emotion. Incidents that would actually make me happy ponder, angry, worried, anxious. All those episodes would rush in, with the utter of the word that had accumulated in some corner of my gray cells. No wonder when I would sit down to study the thick books of my academia; they would refuse to absorb since the brain cells would give off that signal indicating storage near to full. (Pun Intended!)

It made me ponder over how much baggage I was already holding, and I was just in my 20's. I had the ambition to attain many degrees in life, and if I hung on to those reflections, I would have to let go of this goal of my life just as I let go of my acting dream.

Forgive and Forget became my mantra and now all those incidents are history which no doubt took years, but I am glad that my failure to be an actor made me stand where I am today!

Mantra for today: Failure IS the stepping stone to success as long as we are aware of what caused the failure!



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This is pure fiction!
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Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Wordless Wednesday #129

Pokemon-Go is making everyone on the GO!
No doubt the teens are out and about, but alas eyes are on their gadgets while trying to capture one of the Pokemon.

Went for a walk to the park, and it felt like bionic men wandering the paths since eyes were glued to their screens.


Mantra for today: Man's choices make me wonder if we are headed for a crazy world!


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Monday, July 25, 2016

Nature's Fury

Cloe and Jake were walking hand in hand, with a scarf over their respective heads that bit into with their lips. Their steady steps would sometimes get an unwary cause of the sandstorm that would push and try to drift them apart.



But instead, they would halt, grip their fingers into each other's palms and continue their walk with the hope to find a roof to escape the fury of the sand storm in this merciless desert.

 Life had been burdensome and treacherous thus, making them spit out only venom at each other.

Nature's Fury united them!

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 In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a surprise from a desert.