Remember

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If my words fail you
remember the shared kisses
the hugs and smiles
remember the moments
we created them together
remember I will be here
in spite of you pushing away
remember my promises
I intend to keep them
remember your promises
you can’t break them yet
remember when we met
the instant we connected
remember the craziness
of a love unfulfilled
remember this always
I’m not leaving
I’m here to stay

100 Days of Laughter challenge – Day 25

For those new to this challenge, do check the first post and its subsequent modification 😉 to get a better idea 🙂 

I was at Mom’s place to attend a friend’s wedding reception. We were talking to my bro who lives near to my place in Mumbai. Mom was telling him about the gajar halwa (sweet cuisine) that she was sending for him through me. He lives in hostel, so ..you know how Moms feel for their children living away and eating hostel food 😉 . So my bro demands to send some more snack items too along with that. Now dad had already gone out to buy something, so we call him to tell about his son’s demands 😀 . So bro has asked to send laddoos which is conveyed to Dad. He asks in return which flavour and lists four of them. So we have two people talking on two mobiles. Five minutes pass like this, both of us acting as messengers 😀 . Finally a bit irritated, we join the two mobiles and tell them to go ahead and talk to each other… 😀 And they are like hello hello…can’t hear…hello… After two minutes, we give up and talk separately. I tell bro about our brilliant idea which didn’t work…when he says…you should have kept it on loudspeaker..how else will it work… 😀 God..we laugh and laugh at my peabrain till my belly aches with all that laughing…and still I can’t stop it 😀

Ek kafila sapnon ka

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Dil khol de mera
is terah mere yaara tu
apne aap se hi milne ko
ab mai kabhi na darun
chup ke baithi hui hain jo
tamannayein saari baahar aa jao
azad panchi ki terah lelo udaan
dehshat ya dar ka na ho koi sthaan

Jao, itna uncha udo
moodke jab dekhoge fir peeche
nazar aayega ek kafila
tamannaon ka, naye wicharon ka
tumhaari banayi raah pe chalta hua
bhedbhao ki deewaron ko todta hua
ek nayi duniya ki ummeed me
ek nayi umang ke sath
chalega ek kafila
sapnon ka

Of the hollow statements

We are definitely going to intensify our operations in Assam“.

UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon described the use of force against protesters by the Syrian authorities as “unacceptable

UN Human Rights High Commissioner Navi Pillay urged the Syrian government to investigate the violence

I condemn in the strongest possible terms the mindless and indiscriminate terrorist attacks in Mumbai.

We deeply condemn….” … “We are deeply shocked” …

The statements keep flowing every time after a major tragedy or violence. Outrage in words! Just bland words! Those who did the act, does it matter to them how strongly you condemn their act. They want the attention. They do it for inciting outrage, anger and fear in the masses. If you are so “shocked” or “deeply condemn” the act, then if it is within your power, act swiftly. Go to the roots of the matter and destroy it. Swiftly and silently! Let your actions speak. I am tired of the words. If the people with power are reduced to giving statements, who should the citizens look to.

Faith

Why are you taking so long

to show him the grace

he rightly deserved always

Tell me why I see

the good suffer everywhere

why should I believe

you still exist anyway

how should I have faith

when he loses everyday

in spite of the immense effort

he returns back tired and tensed

tell me why you created

a race so backward and illiterate

they kill saying it is your way

tell me, is their a basic flaw somewhere

are we incapable of saving ourselves

give me some faith on this day

if I have ever done some good

if my plea holds any sway

The Enchanting Light – Flash Fiction – Part 3

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The following work of flash fiction is in collaboration with my fellow blogger friend Jithin of PhoTrablogger. The picture above is his creative photography which inspired this series of fiction writing. Do check out his blog to read his adventures while travelling and some lovely photographs.

Character list:
Rebecca: Protagonist ( the main character)
Samantha: Rebecca’s mother
David Lyngdoh: Samantha’s husband and Rebecca’s father
Joe: Samantha’s childhood friend
Eda: Joe’s daughter and Rebecca’s friend
Kavin: An elderly widower works as supervisor in the monastery
Liam: Rebecca’s husband

Part 1 by Soul n Spirit
Part 2 by Ruth

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Rebecca looked at both of them, confused as to why they were shouting.

“Why are you guys shouting? What is wrong Eda?” she asked, a pit of dread forming in her stomach.

Eda looked at her for a moment, as if composing herself, trying to find words to describe what she was seeing.

“Your eyes are glowing Rebecca. Can’t you feel it yourself?” Eda whispered to her.

“What happened to you, how did you faint all of a sudden?” Samantha, who had been speechless all the while, found her voice.

My eyes are glowing…Rebecca tried to wrap her head around the fact…so whatever I saw was not a dream, it was something, though I don’t know yet what that something is.

Rebecca tried to sit up to look at herself in the mirror, when she became aware of some object in her hand. Opening the fingers, she saw a familiar locket. It took her a moment to place it. So many years had passed since she had last seen it. Of course! It is Liam’s favourite locket, stunned she thought to herself. He had been wearing it when he had left. She knew that because, he never parted with that locket.

How did this come to me…suddenly she remembered Liam putting something in her hand as he said find me. So that was all true? Liam is still alive? Where is he, if he is still alive? Why didn’t he come to meet me? Why did he leave in the first place? What was that place? Paradise? How did I reach there?

Millions of questions erupted in her mind at once. But at the back of all that chaos, was a solid happiness knowing that there is a possibility that Liam is alive! And he still loves her! The thought was enough to start a stream of tears.

“Why are you crying?” she broke from her reverie hearing Eda’s voice and looked up.

“The glow is gone!!” Eda said in a shocked voice. “Your eyes are back to normal. What is going on Rebecca” she asked in a thoroughly worried voice now.

As she was about to reply, the bells started ringing, signaling the arrival of someone at the monastery. All of them were brought back to the present in a second, reminded of the impending visit of Dalai Lama.

“We will talk about this later. For now, let me see all the arrangements. I think the bells we heard must have been him arriving” Rebecca said, getting up and checking if their were any wrinkles on her dress.

All of them agreed to gather at Rebecca’s room, later at night to talk about this and left for their own work.

Will Dalai Lama be able to shed any light on this strange event…a sudden thought crossed Rebecca’s mind..

The next part of the story has been written by Sweety