Sunday, 14 August 2016
Friday, 12 August 2016
Saturday, 6 August 2016
A piano story
Source: joytunes |
My turn was five minutes away. Clutching the sheet music in hand, I could feel my fingers trembling. Once again I tried to reassure myself. It was only an exam after all, why this tension?
Friday, 29 July 2016
What I cherish #CBF16
Dear diary,
Remember when we first met in 2010? Onam in school? The war of flowers?The white uniform smeared with petals? The mess in the classroom followed by the principal's chiding? And our mission to clean up the mess... emptying our water bottles to the floor while scrubbing it with the day's leftover newspapers!
Tuesday, 26 July 2016
Ten to One - Do you know me?
I didn't want to do two tagged posts in a row at first, but this was too fun to resist. So once again here's a get to know me more post...followed from Vishal's, Leo's and Geets' posts. A total of fifty five questions in the order of ten to one. Hold your breath!
Source: FirstCovers |
#Ten How's
How did you get one of your scars?
- I must have been five when a coconut shell somehow sprung out of the fireplace and landed on my chest. Thankfully, I don't recall the details...only that I cried and got a permanent burn mark on the skin.
- I must have been five when a coconut shell somehow sprung out of the fireplace and landed on my chest. Thankfully, I don't recall the details...only that I cried and got a permanent burn mark on the skin.
Friday, 22 July 2016
A to Z of me #WritingWednesdays
So this interesting 'A to Z of me' post has been circling the blogosphere for a while. I saw it at Leo's, Sanch's, Geetika's, Anamika's and a few others. And now I'm in the list too...stating 26 random facts from A to Z about myself. Tadaa!
A- Age: Almost 18
B- Biggest fear: Rejection and Abandonment
Saturday, 16 July 2016
The Second Childhood - 7 of #Seven Ages
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Source: myanimelist |
He lifted his heavy
eyelids very slowly, as though it was too stressful a task. Sunlight was flooding the room. He realized
that he had fallen asleep midway through something. But what? Though his vision was blurred, it was just enough to
tell him that someone was asleep on his lap. His grandson.
His quivering fingers gently stroked the young dark hair,
recalling for a moment how he once had the same. The muscles on his face
stressed to pull a smile, but his wrinkles seemed to get in the way. He contented himself by merely smiling from the inside.
“Daddy, you’re awake.” His daughter called out, and she was
smiling. “The little guy’s grown up ain’t he?” she said, patting her son. “Mmh.”
Her father managed to say, hoping she knew he was smiling. She had a tiny cup in
hand, filled with some kind of tonic. He still hadn’t gotten used to his
medicines, no matter how many times he’s had to have it. He let her feed him
nevertheless, more so because he was helpless rather than the need to get better. What
was the point anyway? His time was now close.
He did nothing, said very little, and was flopped in a
chair all day. Lost in a world of his own that he himself couldn’t remember
later on, his life revolved around the small moments spent with his children.
Helplessness wasn’t the word he preferred, he liked to think of it instead as
peacefulness.
The party was soon joined by his son as well. They laughed
away like any other day, and he was content despite the pain in his chest. If
not his physical body, at least his soul did heal. The drowsiness was creeping back into him, now overpowering what little energy he held.
Slowly, he crossed into oblivion. He was peaceful, and he was content. Maybe his face did not show it, but he was smiling at the time. It wasn’t the
end after all, for a cycle has no beginning nor end, and such was life.
He lived in mind more than body,
His smile was sound more than sorry.
His final age now at its brink,
The world he left was his last link.
***
Read all Seven Posts -
1. The Infant
2. The School Boy
3. The Lover
4. The Soldier
5. The Justice
6. The Pantaloon
7. The Second Childhood
Linking with Write Tribe's Festival of Words for a Seven Day Blogging Challenge.
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