No,Nothing

It is difficult to contain your creative juices when they are pumping full throttle.But, i feel empty headed these days. My days are loaded with work and there is not enough time to be creative. A few stories, here and there. Nothing that could become a complete one. Just like tiny wisps of smoke. Story of a man who had nothing to tell. One day, he would have kids and he will have no stories to tell them. His kids, in turn, will tell their kids the story about this man who had nothing to tell. I remember, i was asked to say something at our college cultural fest. Words had left me, i just stood there: blinking, bulbing. Bulb.bulb.bulb

I have a class in the mornings, which requires me to take my heavy-duty laptop. I was writing the primitive dating post, when i saw a shadow move across my screen.Only to find the prof sneaking at my screen.Then, there was this one time, i was utterly disgusted by the crap i wrote. I had a vision of my mouse and key board starting a rebellion against me.They had taken a vow not to put up with this bull shit anymore.They refused to co-operate with me to publish junk posts.Then, there was this "picture is a thousand words" theme.

Anyway, i have to go now. Need to run some "nano simulations".

Primitive dating

That enigmatic smile, misty eyed. A picture of calmness, serenity in this wilderness. My gaze bathed her, continued unnoticed. My mind seeks her attention, at all times. I started weaving my bright dreams of someday owning her. A jarring sound somewhere in the distant. I felt a sharp nudge on my left side accompanied by some stinging smell. Hovering over me was the lone shabby waiter. I pointed my finger towards her and nodded. He gave me a wile look and shook his head at me. I am not exactly a small guy whom you can intimidate that easily; I promptly placed my club on the table and playfully rolled it on top. I flashed a quick toothless grin at the waiter; a souvenir I had earned at a local social event only a few weeks back. The waiter seemed a little anxious to take the order now. I grinned wider.

After the waiter left, I focused on the elusive lady. Mustering some courage, I strolled up to her table. She was bent on her beef bowl. I coughed. She looked up. I flashed a smile at her. She smiled back. Perfectly golden teeth. Like I have never seen before. I sat down and pointed at her plate. She pulled the plate towards herself with such speed it would have put a bullet to shame. I shook my head and pointed toward my portent belly. I am full. I had lunch at Taco. She relaxed a tiny bit. She still was shooting me suspicious looks from her plate. I gazed at her for sometime searching for some good conversation topics. I looked around for some inspiration. The moon was’nt even full today. Yanyway, I pointed it to her. She seemed to get the hint of things. She had finished her dinner and was much more relaxed. She nodded and pointed at some stars. We both sighed. I thought of some funny stories to tell her. Like when ben was beaten by a couple of bears. But words failed me. I thought there has got to be a better way.

What do you wanna be?

K: I want to be someone great.
Me: you will be;it takes time. A tree takes time to grow.
K: But, i don't want to be a tree

:))

A small pinch of pessimism

They sat facing each other. They had met courtesy of their parents. She sat with her arms in her lap, head down and spoke softly. Sparkling eyes and beaming smiles doused her.She looked up and saw him smile at her. "Lets see how long that lasts". A smile broke across her face.

The friday afternoon class

The old simian stared at his fingernails. It has been a long day already. He looked up wistfully at the inviting arms of the big tree. He was late for his afternoon nap. Slowly, he circled the gathering nodding at fellow apes. “That is it for the day. We will meet on Monday”.


Rohan tagged me to write a short story of 55 words. I tag Susu, mudit though :).

Where is my India?

:(

Truth is Spherical

When this world was younger, we had just arrived at this blue beautiful place. Our eyes just taking in everything curiously. Amidst attempts at survival, we had time to examine things around us, explore, create and build things. Our eyes showed us the vast stretches of flat plains with towering hills. Our eyes told us that we lived on a flat world.I wonder when someone realised that our eyes have tricked us :). May be they still trick us. It is probably their nature to do so.