One Sentence Stories-2

 "What do you mean i wont get dinner? I just tripped the glass while keeping the sword back !!" Faceless Ninja whined as his wife continued to give him the angry stare."

One Sentence Stories

Most of my posts come after a lot of deep thinking,and only if i feel very strongly about something.Something which hovers around the realm of "Awesomeness" "

But why should we come up with long paragraphs going blah blah about what "we" feel?

What if i trimmed a story short?

"How Short?" my inner self smirks at me.

One Sentence perhaps? leave the rest on imagination. Something like "Vini Vidi Vici",What say? :P

So here's my try on it...lemme know wat you feel about the concept?

One Sentence Stories: "He heard somewhere she was dying,He immediately rolled his wheelchair to the phone and asked the doctor for a heart replacement,his wife looking on in amazement."

  

Random Sketches :P

Got hold of a black Gel pen today.......And hence the Random Sketches :P

Random Sketch :D

The Last Straw !!

Read this status update on my friend Saumya's Facebook Profile :
"Yesterday I was drinking out of a cup with a straw. As I went for a sip, the straw went to the other side of the cup, so I decided to not use it. I went to take a regular sip, when the straw swung back around and poked me in the eye. I'm sorry I offended you, Straw."

Awesome.And you "like".I know.

Point being,it got me thinking.I kind of instantly looked upon it as a metaphor.The straw signifying the unrest.......

This is what happened in Russian Revolution.It was the revolt of the hungry masses.They had enough of being sidelined,and they stuck the Tsar in the eye.

(Lenin, February Revolution)

This perhaps is the way of of nature.Way of creation, to be more precise. Tranquil Chunk of Mass lay undisturbed before the beginning of time, and then suddenly there was the Big Bang ! and the creation of Time and Universe started.

"Persistence of Memory-Salvador Dali"

"Surreal Depiction of Time-The orange clock at the bottom left of the painting is covered in ants. Dali often used ants in his paintings as a symbol for death, as well as a symbol of female genitalia."

So there we go, Is it that unrest always leads to creation????

What then.....leads to unrest?

A creation of something which is not acceptable, like creation of indifference and ignorance caused the straw to poke Saumya's eye, that was the same reason why Big Bang happened i suppose. Vicious cycle, no?

The disorder is necessary though. Time and again we need the disorders of disproportionate magnitudes to create a situation which "seems" appropriate at that point of time.Rebellions and Wars are glaring examples. It's like a Monk breaking his trance to protect what he perceives is worth  the disorder.

(Badass Ninja)

What about us? when do we plan to get that disorder in our lives? We all continue to be the straws pushed aside.........Our aims, our ambitions, our likes, dislikes, love, need, wants, friends.......everything changing according to the fluctuations in  time, our surroundings ! It's this thing called "Time" and "Circumstance" which prevent us from doing what we want to, always wanted to.

What  we forget is.....even  "Time"...which governs everything in our lives (not saying"every moment of life" on purpose :P).....had to "cause" an unrest as terrible as the "Big Bang" to come into existence.

Maybe it IS our time to poke the eye!!!

Maybe we've had our last straw.

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Rural Roars in Urban Utopia-A photo essay {Extreme Randomness}

Nostalgia at times forces me to observe things which otherwise nobody would. Some Random Roars in todays Urban Jungle.

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(JebKatri, ROTFL) All you feminists out there,does this offend you or please you? I'm curious :P

Good Looking people get special discount from a particular bhaisaab in the saloon.

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Random Book at Station. :)

The Silent Wordsmith

I was reading Edward de Bono's Six Thinking Hats the other day.It basically assigns a particular emotion to each colored hat and that's used to takes decisions and blah blah. Point being, I was wondering whether it is always possible to identify an emotion?

Depends.

Most of the times we can, In fact we could break our day according to the way we felt at each point of time.
But there are times when you just can't describe what you feel? And it's not that I don't feel anything at that point of time, I'm swept by a sea of emotions, but i just can't put it into words!!

It's that intense feeling I feel, My lower jaw trembles, I feel cold, Eyes wide open.....Everything around seems to move in a slow motion, the sounds echo, I am closest to myself at that point of time.That....... in fact is all I that i can identify for sure!! being closest to myself.

I felt this way when I sang on stage the first time.I didn't want anything else at that moment,I could've died and wouldn't have complained. When I finished,It all went silent for a few seconds, and the light was blinding and couldn't see anything.And then i suddenly heard the roar of the crowd,I stood there Numb....totally incapable of grasping the feeling.

And I felt this way once in an exam, when my twin's seat was suddenly changed. It was a trade off, I was supposed to complete my paper before time and and show it her.She was supposed to be seated exactly behind me.I saw the paper,it was a MATHS paper for god's sake......all that which wasn't supposed to happen; happened.I was blank and Numb,the same kinda emotion which can't be described basically.Somewhere near fear maybe.
Anyways,when results came,i got 56/100, she got 78 !! Apparently even in class 4th she knew the importance of backups.

I felt this kind of trembling feeling,impossible to explain when I won the All Asia quiz by a tie breaker,I felt this when i heard suddenly that my buddy having rum with me on that chilly night lost his father.

Situations change,feeling remains the same.It sometimes hovers around sorrow,sometime near escalation !! Maybe the pursuit of Grand Unification Theory [Also called the "Theory of everything] should start from here.

She walked into the room that day,and I was instantly in the trance mode.I just stood there, unable to comprehend what was happening.It was like someone had increased the brightness suddenly in my life.That feeling,hovered around inadequacy.Everyone in that room felt sad that they belonged to the same species as her.She exudes that kind of superiority in her surreal humble way.Whatever pinnacle I had imagined for myself in my Utopian reveries.....would still not be able make me enough even to stand near her.I think the feeling of attraction inched towards reverence. And I so damn very knew that i'd still feel the same when we both would be old, and I'd be watching her from afar. I just know.

..[Awkward face]...Ahem....anyways......feels nice to run out of words at times.Why do we need to be able to clearly define everything in the first place? I have a problem with that.

I think the more profound a feeling is,the more difficult it gets to define it in words.
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