Faded

I was sitting in a comfortable chair.

He asked me to close my eyes.

I was a bit tensed but he said there is nothing to be worried about.

As he started to count backwards, I saw the lights fading away and my body melted away in a whirlpool of void.

I opened my eyes. I was inside a dark cave. Two balls of light were flickering right across me. Oh! giant fireflies, I thought. I started crawling towards them to inspect, but just in time I heard a loud roar. In which direction should I run, thought my startled mind.

I could feel the warm blood flowing in my body. My heart was pumping like a giant machine and I opened my eyes. The doctor was sitting right in front of me.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/faded/

Pretend

Happy were my childhood days.

Confusion got fused with happy during my teenage days.

Now that I’ve seen different colours of life;

most of the days I wear a mask;

Camouflaging myself;

pretending, that today is not the same as yesterday.

 

Sometimes when the grief is high,

and pretending becomes difficult;

I stick a smile to my mask.

 

Then, there are some days,

just so good and bright;

that I don’t need the mask at all.

All I need then, is a big fat smile.

A smile that I smile.

A smile that I get.

Makes me happy,

And pretending goes all waste.

Inspired by today’s prompt:Pretend

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Singularity

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Sometimes lonesome can stand for one. However, it can also stand for being an individual as well. As I see a – single – bird flying up in the sky, I not only see it being alone but I see it enjoying its freedom, enjoying the space which has no bounds and in this enjoyment I see it becoming one with its creator.

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But then comes togetherness, which also is a form of oneness, and that oneness – shows unity and in it lies singularity too . Unity again brings only one idea to my mind and that is number one. Being together in oneness not only brings forth additional beauty of anything but also demonstrates its strength and power. I see oneness in unity as it exhibits not only its own courage to stand together but also shows the manifestation of its creator with whose help it puts itself on display.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/numbers-2/

 

 

Blogging a crystal globe

Blogging – my sweet home and its people my friends and family.

Blogging – my growing community of circle.

Blogging – an addiction that I find hard to resist.

Blogging – a habit that has helped me to grow everyday.

Blogging – a life support system introducing me to varied topics/people from all across the globe.

Blogging – something that I enjoy.

Blogging – my absence, leaves me guilty.

Blogging – my crystal globe.

Blogging – a kaleidoscope of different colours and patterns.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/recently-acquired/

Listen to the advice but don’t leave your brains

Advice is free

It can be good or bad.

Only when followed; it will make you happy or sad.

Someone told me to fly and think high.

I sat at the top of a building.

Yes, I was high about to fly.

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lineup

Someone pulled me from behind.

The next day I was standing in a line.

My mom yelled in front of everyone, “Don’t you have brains!”

So I learnt advice is good to give but when follow use your brains.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/not-for-thee/

It was a pleasant day

It was a pleasant day,

I felt victorious as I skied on snow.

One moment I was on the snow, making a mark.

In a moment it was over me, now I was the mark.

I screamed, but only I could hear my voice.

My friends had abandoned me.

A thought had stung me.

I prayed for the snow to melt.

I visualized mighty sun had wrapped me.

Then when the night set in, I tried jumping like a spring caught in cement.

The next day I heard my name.

The voices sounded familiar.

My body a frozen candy but my senses all alert.

I yelled with all my strength.

My friends were near.

Nothing seemed more assuring.

Some dark figures were approaching towards me.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/under-the-snow/

High Heat

I started cooking and it was a disaster.

Mom cooked on slow heat, and I wanted it quick so the flames were high.

high flames

high flames

High heat was my style of cooking.

It was quick.

The food quality was – burnt.

Still food was served, and everyone ate with a smile.

Lesson was learnt and so I’d let food simmer in low heat.

But there also, a problem arose.

I forgot about cooking until a slow burning smell would touch my nose.

It would make me run to kitchen.

Thank God! I’d say the food was not yet burnt.

When served everyone ate with great pleasure.

fish curry

fish curry

Sure the food would be good to taste, I thought.

OMG! I forgot to add salt to taste.

What would any food be without any sprinkle of salt?

It would certainly not be good, I thought.

 

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/shaken-and-stirred/

The only work of a relaxing day

I would love to be all alone if I get a bed to sleep with a soft pillow under my head and a cushion under my feet. A music soft and relaxing that would gently fill the room. Some aroma candles and incense sticks to give me a therapeutic feel and make the pain and tension disappear and drift like a smoke in the air. With my body relaxed and my mind at rest I would slip into an hour or so of sleep. Then when I get up, I would need a rich cup of hot chocolate or even some coffee would be magical. Watching T.V would be just fine and then ordering some food would be the only work of a relaxing day.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/still-or-sparkling/