“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”Franz Kafka
Written for MLMM’s Photo Challenge #340, hosted by Nekneeraj. Amira emerged from the bathroom, rubbing her long wet hair with a towel as she glanced at the clothes laid on her bed.“Does the yellow top go with the red skirt?” she asked, switching on the hair dryer for a quick blow-dry. “Or should I wear… Continue Reading →
“Mrs Wardner, there have been some concerns regarding your professional conduct,” came the prim voice of her boss’s superior as she sat down in a swanky private office. Sally looked suspiciously to the man standing beside the dour faced woman before her. Her boss looked smug. “Firstly, your whereabouts are-““-I’ve a weak constitution, madam. I’m… Continue Reading →
“The voter turnout has been phenomenal,” the news anchor smiled for the camera, waving his hands as he went on to describe the country’s first democratic election after the transition from so-called dictatorship. “For the first time, our nation has seen such diverse groups exercising their political rights.”The screen then cut to the excited voters… Continue Reading →
Aeons ago, it was said that the Supreme Creator had created humans as one of his greatest creations. In his infinite wisdom, he had instructed the humans to ask the other Gods and Goddesses for their blessings, before leaving for their Earthly abode. Marvelling over the fine specimen that was mankind, the mighty deities showered… Continue Reading →
Mrs Davis was considered to be a fit babysitter by the Rogers, for she was punctual, stern and well groomed, a mighty improvement from the last one who filled the position. But the three children felt that she was too incurious and strict to be their care-taker. They used to have a lot of fun… Continue Reading →
Written for Donna’s Sunday Photo Prompt. Here is this week’s photo, your challenge is to use the picture as inspiration to write a story in 300 words or less. Leaning against a tree trunk, the lanky boy watched two figures approach him, the basket-ball captain and his girlfriend. “Did you get them, big eyes?” the athlete… Continue Reading →
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