As a Libran, one of my earliest associations with the scales (interestingly, the only inanimate object representing a zodiac sign) was not the state of equilibrium that they are usually depicted to be in; but the amount of vigorous vacillation that they go through to get there, the numerous ups, down and in-betweens – peaks and troughs if you will. That’s what I associated most with!
We all go through peaks in our life – physical, mental, emotional, financial, intellectual, sensual and across every other state of our existence! There is usually a time of day when we are at the peak of our productivity, a time of the year when we are at the peak of happiness and satisfaction, a time in our life when we can grasp almost anything whether it’s learning a new instrument or 2 new languages at once! An interesting quote about peaking in life is this:
“Paradoxically, the man who has failed and the one who is at the peak of success are in exactly the same position. Each must now decide what they will do next!”
Another of my early associations with Peak is when I was introduced to the Law of Diminishing Marginal Utility (“LDMU”) in Economics way back in grade 9. One of the few economic theories to be used quite colloquially, this law states that as consumption increases, the utility or satisfaction from each incremental unit beyond a certain point keeps on decreasing. This is usually illustrated with the example of an apple or a chocolate – you eat 1 chocolate, you’re happy. You eat 2 chocolates, you’re happier. Three chocolates, happier – until you eat, say, 10 chocolates. Until this point every additional chocolate made you happier but the incremental happiness from chocolate number 2 was, in theory, much more than the incremental happiness from chocolate number 10. This is the LDMU at play. Beyond chocolate number 10, every incremental chocolate would actually make you less happy – which basically means your happiness peaked at chocolate 10!
This applies not just to food, but to various other situations as well. Your level of interest in a meeting or any activity is always more at the start, peaks and then starts decreasing the longer the activity goes on (day-long meetings anyone?? after a point, aren’t you just looking forward to the breaks?!).
Similarly for stress – a certain amount of stress is good for you, they say (I don’t!). Upto a certain stress level, your productivity, efficiency and ability to deal with it goes on increasing. But there comes a breaking point beyond which the stress tends to debilitate you more and more as it piles on.
Digressing just a wee bit – I realised that this fundamental concept has actually been introduced to children very early on (though obviously in generic terms) in the kids book ‘The very hungry caterpillar’. I realised this when I started reading it to my toddler! So Mr. Caterpillar starts off very hungry and on day 1 eats 1 apple, on day 2 he eats 2 pears, 3 plums on day 3, 4 strawberries on day 4 and 5 oranges on day 5. On day 6, he overindulges in a heap of party food (cake, ice cream, lollipop, cheese, what-not) which gives him a bad stomach-ache! Everything was fine till day 5 until which point, the caterpillar just kept getting more and more satiated with the increasing variety and quantity of food. After which it just went downhill very quickly!
Speaking of downhill, another interesting thought about hitting the peak of success that often comes up in debates (especially in group discussions at interviews in B-schools or around the start of your career!) is that once you have achieved this, do the means you took to get there matter or is it just the end that’s all-important? Does the end justify the means? I think it depends on what you define as success and what your individual definition of right and wrong is. What do you think? Let me know in the comments!
My post on Peak would be incomplete if I didn’t refer to a game that I was hooked on to for quite some time, before I got hooked onto something else. I’m a sucker for puzzles and brain-games so Peak is something I really recommend if you’re on the same path as me! Peak is a wonderful game developed by neuroscientists with various types of activities to focus on memory, language and critical thinking! ‘Androidians’, Check it out here. It’s available for Apple iOS as well.
Before you completely abandon your plans to read the rest of this post, I’ll jump right on to the 5word5 stories – starting with mine which has nothing to do any of the interpretations of ‘Peak’ that I described above. Talk about walking on eggshells (pun unintended ;-))!
The recipe said “break eggs, separate whites, whisk till stiff peaks form”. She subconsciously related: The shell to the body, a brittle exterior; The whites to the mind, uncoloured and objective; The yolks to the heart, gooey and ready-to-melt! Without the heart, the mind, much like the whites, may withstand pressure but eventually hardens up!
That cone up there is where they were on the way to reach. They were at the peak of their physical powers. But as they say in sport you need to peak at the right time or else you will fizzle out. This wasn’t Everest, the amateurs’ mountain. This was K2, world’s most dangerous peak.
A few baby steps Exploring places with my tiny legs Curiosity seeps in Perseverance to the brim
The musical sounds from the utensils Sometime the bells’ jingle The creaking noises from the furniture Are some new things I discover
Climbing new peaks Playing Hide and seek Growing up by the week Slowly beginning to speak
“A peak of happiness follows a sea of sorrows!” In that sense, she should be soaring that peak now. After sailing an ocean of anguish, the first touch of happiness was here but something troubled her, clouded her mind and kept pulling her back. She had to let go of this complex to reach there.
The night was mystic, filling him with a myriad of emotions as he waited for her in the balcony. He rehearsed his talk once more. Romance was definitely not his forte or was it? He smiled at his own crazy thoughts. His heart touched the peak of bliss while his mind warned “Stay in control!”
Govind and Lakshmi were on a Field Trip to Rajasthan with their college friends. It’s the peak wintertime during which you can see a lot of tourists. Students mainly travelled to Jaipur & Jodhpur. They took many memorable photographs with the people who live there for several years and learned new information about each place.
I think there’s a very thin line between influence and inspiration . Influence is an external nudge – whether by a person, an emotion, a thing or an idea. Whereas inspiration is completely internal. When you are influenced by someone or something, you are usually following whereas when you are inspired, you tend, more often than not, to lead!
No matter how much we may want to deny it, we are all influenced by people, things and events in our life and none of us is truly self-made!
And then there’s the question of being positively and negatively influenced. I believe that the influence is always neutral; it’s our reaction to it that determines whether it is positive or negative for us. Usually something we only realise in hindsight!
Of late, social media is full of influencers – constantly telling us about the latest trends in fashion, electronics, technology, lifestyle and much more. Influencers in marketing today are what door-to-door to salesmen, TVC skyshop and other teleshopping used to be in the early nineties! Don’t get me wrong – I follow a lot of them and love to see their posts on my feed. But I really need to keep my instincts and wallet in check to ensure I don’t buy (literally or figuratively) everything I see!
Also, be wary when you are under the influence (of any substance) – of what you say and what you do. And definitely, don’t drink and drive!!
Here are the 5word5 for the day!
Those glass orbs with people inside them that you get in souvenir shops always remind me of the astrologer’s crystal ball. I feel each of us lives within our own crystal ball, bound somehow by our history, choices and destiny – our little sphere of influence that no one from the outside can truly understand!
Ms X used her influence to get Mr Y the position of Head Influencer at Influencer.com. But English is a very funny language – I can use the word influence to describe Mr Y, when he was under the influence seeing the energy of a photon in fluence, when he got the call for the interview.
Ananya & Ravi owns a YouTube channel called “Celebrity”. Main idea of this channel is to disclose celebrities’ success stories and to debate on a few reality shows. Many started commenting that they both influence people. But they took it in a positive way. Still they continue as YouTube celebrities and attend many public functions.
“After-all, Art imitates life”, he concluded to a thunderous applause. Decades ago, he was amongst the many who stood in the hot sun with a canvas on an easel making replicas of famous paintings outside of this very art gallery. His current work was a pastiche of classical paintings. Only the price tags had extra zeroes.
Sara and Tara are very good friends. Once when shopping, Tara had picked up a dress, influenced by Sara, though it was not her type of dress. Every time, Tara thinks of wearing it, she tries it on, feels uncomfortable, and ends up wearing something else. > Decide for yourself. Don’t let anyone else influence you.
The most influential people in my life are my family. They have taught me to be honest, work hard to achieve your goals, share and care, respect everyone and most importantly love and value relationships. A positive influence helps us to have a better tomorrow. So ensure that your closest people are influencing you positively!
I was introduced to “How to make friends and influence people” by Dale Carnegie at an impressionable age when I favoured fiction. It was my first self-help book. Initially, I was hesitant to read but the book has its merits and some pertinent, easy to implement suggestions which interestingly became part of my personality forever.
A smile on her face She was a ball of grace Spoke through her expressive eyes Her dance would mesmerize So swift and crisp were her moves Perfect balance of innovation and brilliance With plenty of elegance She wanted to be of some influence Through her dance she charmed her audience With extraordinary stage presence
This week’s theme appears to have been unfair to some of you (pun intended) seeing as I only have a few entries!! I hope, dear readers, you are not unduly ‘influenced’ (you’ll see why this is in quotes, shortly!) by this and only feel more motivated to contribute to the next theme!
Lots of things in life are unfair. Heck, Life is unfair! The grass is always greener on the other side. Someone always has better or bigger (or both!) stuff to show off when you are celebrating your achievements. Someone always has more money than you, no matter how well off you (unless you are Elon Musk or Jeff Bezos, Ambani closer home or someone in their league). And someone always seems to get away with everything when all you seem to get into in trouble!
But as they say, it all evens out in the end. Though today may seem unfair (and perhaps it is), we realise at some point that everything is relative and the only thing that matters is how far we have come from where we started!!
On that deep gyaan-filled note, here are the handful of 5word5 shorts I received on this theme! Enjoy reading them and feel free to add your shorts in the comments if you get inspired!
Rina (in the cab): Would you like paratha, biryani or noodles for dinner, darling? Aria: Obviously noodles, mummy! But I don’t want capsicums, zucchinis or peas in mine. Just onions, tomatoes and corn please. Kumar dropped them off and got home an hour later to his wife, kids and their humble dinner of rice porridge.
All is fair in love and war, but is it, The cry for war is generally by someone who thinks it’s unfair, The despaired lover usually cries out victimhood because it’s unfair, However Fair or Unfair it may seem, the only real justice is to move on, Move on to greater things, love and paradise.
It was her special day. She won the award for best actress. Flooding with fame, she added glory to her name. She faced plenty of challenges that came. She dealt with it all causing no shame. Life was unfair sometimes but she shined at the end and proved to be a master of her game.
Vishnu and his teammates always give their best shot to their projects. But he genuinely feels that pay scales in the company are imbalanced. Many of them are paid less while others favouring his manager are paid more. He tells his CTO about this unfair treatment in the hope that he will be their champion.
Here are the last 5word5 stories for 2020! It’s clearly holiday season, going by the number of entries I’ve received!! Hoping to ramp it up again in the new year! Meanwhile – if inspiration strikes, feel free to leave your 5word5 story on ‘Gift’ in the comments section and I will be happy to include it in the post – as a year-end gift to you! 😛
(Edited to add: There were three entries excluding mine originally. I received entries through the holiday season which are now updated on this post. This theme is now closed for further entries although you are always welcome to post your additional 5word5 stories in the comments!! )
Who doesn’t love a gift?! Call me materialistic but I am a sucker for the smell of wrapping paper, satin ribbons, pretty cards….the works! Not just the actual gift, but the entire process of gifting is something I truly enjoy right from choosing the gift and making it personal wherever possible, thinking of a nice message to put on it, choosing the wrapping paper, deciding how to wrap it so that it’s not easily “guessable”, hiding it till the right moment (and hiding my sneaky smile also to avoind giving away the surprise) and finally seeing the expression of the recipient on finding the gift, then opening it!!
But I also love those gifts that are not wrapped and don’t wait for occasions, like:
my mom giving me coffee when I need it without me asking for it; a long conversation with the husband that gives me a new perspective on something that’s been clouding my mind; a word of encouragement and appreciation from dad; an unexpected call from a friend, a colleague covering for me at work when I am on leave – the gift of having people to love and care for me.
Unexpected rain providing temporary heat relief, finding a flower/fruit/vegetable blooming in the kitchen garden, the birds chirping to signal daybreak – bountiful and endless gifts of nature!
Good health, fortune, peace, prosperity, unexpected good news, small joys – gifts from above!
And of course gifts of the loveliest kind that some of you have described in your 5word5 stories below!
In this festive season – I hope you, all of my readers, are blessed with gifts, both the wrapped and unwrapped kinds and that 2021 brings you everything you need and want!
I must also add – if you’re looking for lovely gifting ideas, my friend Little miss Elf is doing a splendid job of making moments special so feel free to reach out to her!
Festive post and new year greetings coming up soon. Meanwhile, enjoy these stories, send yours if you’re inspired and get set to send in more for new themes in 2021!
She was a gifted talker. She could talk to anyone, younger or older than herself and about any subject under the sky. So it wasn’t usual for her to be speechless. But that is exactly how the little glittering gold band with a diamond on it at the bottom of her wine glass left her!
What is a Gift ? In a long week, not having one shift, After years of strife, hearing its end of the rift, After climbing 10 floors up, going down using the lift, Getting a job, after going through the interview sift, Starting a fantastic New year, with the gift of ending a year of thrift.
Spend time doing what you like May be go for a hike Take out sometime for your loved ones Be thankful for what comes Cook for your spouse May be clean the house Appreciate each other Let go of the little things that bother Let’s be straight The gift of today is a miracle mate!
Storywriter Vishnu supported various old-age homes by providing food & clothing during the pandemic period. He got affected by Covid-19 and recovered after 14 days. Post recovery, he gave his blood plasma to Covid patients. He has eventually saved several lives. The greatest gift to give your loved ones is your Health, Happiness and Love.
Not her mother’s skin tone, not her father’s flamboyance. Not her grandmother’s piousness, nor her grandfather’s righteousness. Nothing could save her. None of that mattered anymore. Her last name nor her bank balance. This was her last resort. She possessed a special gift, that of empathy. She quietly signed her last wishes for organ donation.
Nimesh Balaji Shinde
Behind every gift there’s a will to give… Behind every peace there’s a need to forgive… Free will and Human needs are gifts which should be appreciated by everyone, but never be misused… In the end life’s all about giving and forgiving the right individual at the right time to earn the gift of peace…!!!
Maybe an iPhone. Maybe a Labrador. Maybe tickets to Seychelles. Oh my God! Maybe he’d be on his knees to propose. Am I ready for this? Maybe no!
“You can open your eyes now! I know you ran a marathon behind those closed eyes! You’ve arrived. Welcome to the Present!”
Selflessly contributing for an individual in need or a social betterment project touches me the most. People give up their robust career and march ahead single mindedly, ready to tackle obstacles on the way. We all work hard but to devote totally for something with no personal gain is indeed a worthy gift to possess.
It was such a TREAT to read your stories that showed the different ways you treat the word!! I also got to know a tad bit more about what “treat” means to you so perhaps I’ve learnt just a liiiiiitttle more about what would be the best way to treat you in way that you would appreciate!!
Whether it’s treating a wound or a soul, treating yourself, others or nature, a treat for the eyes or a treat for the tummy – there’s no denying that to treat is to give love!! (Unless you become a monster’s treat……hee haa haa haa!)
Side note – It’s important to treat others with respect and love – but also remember to treat yourself with the same!
Also, every once in while, treat yourself to something that makes you feel good – whether it’s a unique experience (travel/adventure, etc), a food craving or meeting someone with whom time flies by!
And never forget – the real treat is to be alive 🙂
On that note – let’s jump headlong into the theme!!
When she saw the gory wounds of the unsuspecting victim, Amina felt a rock drop to the pit of her stomach. Rape was disgusting by itself but the savage nature of attack on her patient was horrific. The physical wounds she could treat, but how would she ever help her recover from the mental trauma?
Picture this. There are two kids on either side of the bench. A game is on. The best friends in the right corners. It’s intense – It’s Pen fight for crying out loud. The patience, the cunning. A pen has fallen down, there is a winner. And the Best friend goes – “Treat, Treat, Treat!”.
Nature’s bounty is self replenishing gift. Have we abused it mercilessly? Did it retaliate with cyclones, storms, tsunamis and what not? Did we still relent? Did nature resort to it’s biological weapon – Corona? Has the lockdown healed some wounds inflicted on nature? Will we keep paying till we learn to respect nature? Food for thought.
I opened the door and she asked ‘trick or treat’, as I enveloped her in a dazed hug. “Treat, it is”, I said! Lovely conversation, a hearty meal together and then she left. She did give me my treat – the pure joy of seeing that sweet little girl now transformed into a gorgeous lady!
Govind is competing in Quarterfinals of the National KickBoxing championship. Meanwhile, his wife is in hospital to deliver their first baby. In the ring, the antagonist kicks Govind and in the labor-room, the baby kicks from the mother’s womb. Overwhelmingly, Govind wins the match while the prince arrives. It’s a double treat for the couple.
These challenging times have been an eye opener. How a bug can totally bug us? Well all said and done we have gotten used to the new normal and embraced change. Lessons learnt of which the biggest one is gratitude. Personally knowing my loved ones and myself are alive and safe is the biggest treat!
Trick or treat”, he exclaimed. The fate’s heavy scales tricked some poor souls. A large number were treated under careful supervision. Whilst others, were fortunate enough,to retreat into their cosy homes. It was a real treat to not commute every single day. “It’s so unfair!”, someone said. Well, it has been. From time immemorial.
Tiara goes to office thinking of ways to make the evening special for her husband. It was their wedding anniversary. Inserting the key to open the door upon returning, she is surprised to find it unlocked. She sees her dear daughter has already made a lovely arrangement to make the day special – a real TREAT.
Is this the way to yourself, treat? In your diet, you always cheat The food you like the most is sweet You ignore the healthy food but hog on the food from the street Will there ever be a time when you and your health goals ever meet? Is this the way to really treat?
Nimesh Balaji Shinde
Last theme for this calendar year coming up next – Look forward to keep this fun activity going throughout 2021 and eagerly look forward to all of your beautiful 5word5 stories!! Keep them coming, spread the word and keep having fun – because I’m enjoying these thoroughly 🙂 🙂
After the intensity of the previous theme (i.e. downfall), some light hearted comic relief was required. Hence the next theme of Laughter!
It is the season be merry and happy so here’s adding a bit of cheer to your day – and thanks for adding some to mine with your lovely 5word5 stories! Keep ’em coming!
Her lease was coming to an end and she had to decide quickly. The building was old and in shambles. Having just got promoted at work, she could definitely afford a better place. But then, her days wouldn’t start with the smile that the infectious roar of her society’s Laughter Club put on her face!
She wore a smile on her face Carried herself with grace Simplicity was her charm She intended no harm
Nonchalant she was in many ways Slow and steady was her pace She made her way into everyone’s hearts Definitely a special art
Come what may Laughter all the way That was her motto in toto!!
Robin Williams died of depression. I guess when you give away a lot of something to others, you are left with none. The irony – he was the doctor of Laughter. His prescription was always the same – Laughter as medicine. So if you stocked everything during the pandemic, stock loads of this dopamine enhancer for 2021.
The COVID quote on a van said, “A laughter behind a mask is disheartening! It hides the true joy” reading this made the woman smile, who was behind the burkha. “Hidden joys can be a blessing! Atleast there is joy! Otherwise, some masks are just stained with tears” She thought grimly behind her moist veil.
Ravi, Ananya and Lakshmi are waiting for the clock to strike 7. In the next hour, fun time begins for them. Habitually, they plan one Tiktok per day, after the office hours. Other employees appreciate them. The place will be filled with laughter. Nowadays, neither Tiktok nor office space is there, hence excitement is missed.
“Chop, chop”, yelled the knife. “I will be ready in five”, pleaded the microwave. The salad had a dressing down from pungent vinegar. Meanwhile, the oven whispered about its little bun. “That’s too much pressure”, exclaimed the cooker. “Slowly, does it,” reassured the curry pot. Then, they headed out in adjacent room full of laughter.
A tinkling laugh to hear Is music to the ear A hearty guffaw Many just follow Suppressed mirth Sometimes brings a froth A braying one Please don’t hone Comic relief in a giggle To get out of a wriggle Wanting to throttle A person’s chortle A full genuine one of many Makes it very merry.
10-year-old Shivani’s mother had taught her that any problem can be solved by smiling and laughing.
Shivani was vacationing with grandma. An intruder hit their house late at night. He was entering Shivani’s room. Remembering mommy’s words, she burst into screeching, nervous laughter – startling him.
Meanwhile, grandma came with a bat and knocked him out.
Charles sat with his wife and friends in the patio for tea. They decided to play a game of word building. Soon, they formed a string of words. This was testing their power to recollect. Rose was the last word. Charles turned to his wife and said “Rose! Now what was the last word again?!
There’s always two sides to a coin – Some of us focus on the dark and others on the bright. Haruki Murakami said, “It takes years to build up, moments to destroy“. Indeed, nothing tests resilience like failure. When we have a setback, we can choose to DWELLon it, or DEALwith it; it could be an end or just a bend!!! I loved your 5word5 stories that brought out both of these elements. Truly, downfall is not permanent unless you choose to stay down!
“Remember, the higher they rise, the harder they fall”, they warned him. He was going too fast for his own good and the success was going straight to his head. He didn’t realise how deep in debt he was until one day, desperate to save his family from homelessness, he had to sell his company.
Seeing the highs of high, it was difficult to embrace the downfall Matt had seen. He blamed that one lapse of judgement, but deep down, he knew when he had crossed the line. The line was now a dot to him. He contemplated all this, on top edge of his tower, ready for another downfall.
What did Napoleon and Hitler have in common. The Russian winter. If you ask a gambler or a share market broker – what is the formula for success. He or She will tell you it is the ability to pull out when you have gained a little, else your greed will take you to your downfall.
Up or Down Rise or Fall Part of cyclicity of life. My falling down is not my downfall. It is just what I needed to rise higher. Falling down is not a failure either. In fact there is no such thing as a failure. We fail when we refuse to get up after the downfall.
Nancy felt her life was falling apart. The love of her life had left her. Everything she ventured into wasn’t working. “Are you ok my child?” a frail old woman asked her one day. She suddenly found hope in all the darkness that surrounded her. That was her light at the end of her downfall.
He had grown up believing he could conquer anything. Fearless, as he broke the glass ceiling. But broken glasses could pierce his heart. He realised that as he wept for the first time in front of his daughter. “Not this Christmas sweetheart,” he cajoled her, on bent knees. He hadn’t conquered his insolvency trial yet.
The last over of the match. It was a tie between Roger and Samuel. Roger was always the triumphant winner. Samuel was a promising player. It had been a nail biting match so far. This was more than championship tennis..it was war…The last ball would decide it all and there was Roger’s downfall! Samuel won!
This year has been our downfall in several ways – the health of our vulnerable, economic growth, fuel affordability, the already low standards of media coverage, futility in hero-worship of celebrities. As this year comes to a close, let’s hope that we rise as a phoenix from the ashes and cherish only what we value most.
Nimesh Balaji Shinde
Anorexia weighed her down and she became a pale shadow of a healthy, beautiful girl with a happy go lucky attitude. It was too late by the time counselling helped. Forget winning she wasn’t fit to participate in the beauty pageant . But now she had set new, more fulfilling goals and was happy counselling others!!
Rise and fall are experienced by everyone in life sometime or other, in education, career, relationships, sports, competitions, etc. But one who is determined and mentally strong will face the consequences and rise again to succeed. Life doesn’t get better by itself. It gets better by change, acceptance and perseverance to rise from every downfall.
The whiskey was numbing the pain and agony but he needed something stronger. It had been a rough week. Loved ones had deserted him, the press had mauled him, the media had hung him, the world doubted him . He still couldn’t believe it, speaking the truth and being the whistleblower had led to his downfall.
If that was intense, the upcoming theme should lighten your mood!! 🙂
Memory is indeed such a funny thing….. Over the centuries, it has gone from being stored in only and only our brains; to recording them in pictorial form on walls and glyphs, then in writing on wood/papyrus (latest being bullet journals or BuJos), ; to audio recording that helped to store voices; to the invention of the camera that could capture memory visually in pictures and then videos; to floppy disks, CDs and hard disks.
Memory has always been something that people have tried to store. For better or for worse, we don’t remember every little detail of our life.
We are living in a time when moments are missed in reality because we are trying to capture them in a picture. Trying to create a memory for the future without experiencing it in the present – this has got to be the greatest irony of the Insta age that we are living in!!
Anyway, without rambling any further, let’s get down to the diverse bunch of 5word5 stories you all sent……starting with mine!
As he waited in the lounge sipping his coffee, he heard the boarding call for his flight. He walked towards the aircraft leaving behind the country that had been his home for fifteen years. As the flight took off, he captured a mental image of the cityscape that he would carry in his heart forever!
“I saw Maradona’s hand of god moment live, he should have owned up” said Anuj. “Oh you can think?” said Pooja sarcastically. “Referee didn’t see it, fair goal if you ask me.” Research says Memory is funny; what you remember may not be the whole truth, part of it may be a figment of imagination.
Memories are mummy ne jalebi banaya hai.. jalebiiii?? Memories are school time.. action ka school time.. Memories are Buland Bharat ki buland tasveer Memories are kuch swaad hai zindagi me Memories are dexter ki labratoryyyy Memories are Friends, Shaktimaan, Small Wonder Memories are Sharjah Cup These were memories Until it became 128 GB of RAM
Learned to rise with every fall, to always stand tall Leaning against the cracked wall For a moment I freeze, I see myself in the mirror, my hands shiver Hair turned gray, wisdom some may say Memory was beginning to fade away How things change with age I think as I write on this page!!
Our memory is so weird. We strive hard to remember and remind ourselves whereas certain things we equally try to forget but have no control over it. If not for our memory, we wouldn’t be able to relive the happiest experiences and the poignant moments of our life repeatedly. Our memories are our own powerhouses!!
Eliza sat in her rocking chair, with the memory pod attached to an implant behind her head. She yearned to walk the fields behind her house where she grew up. She wanted to be taken back in time. The pod replayed the memory for her . Too bad the pod only saved memories without the emotions.
News of demolition of Maya’s childhood home brought back cherished memories of sharing, caring, adjusting and making a life. In contrast, her home now housed each kid in a room necessitating a call for meals or discussions! Her attempt to provide her kids with all the amenities had left everyone in their own individual bubbles!!
He set his brushes into motions, Turmultous circular whorls. Solid colours of sky blue oil, A plain window to his inner turmoil. Ah! What heartstrings does solitude touch! Perhaps, a distant memory of a crooked church. A picturesque rolling hamlet within a sight. The fields fluttered round and round. Touching upon a starry, starry night.
One night Nandini saw a very vivid nightmare. Upon waking, she googled it for interpretation. She came across an archived news article from years ago. She opened it and found a picture alongside. When she found herself staring at someone who was her yet not her, she realized that her dream was a past-life memory.
Do you like to rewind yourself sometimes? To the olden days. No Computer or TV and even Radio only for limited time Pastime was playing games like langdi, cricket, kho-kho, seven-tiles outdoors; Carrom, cards, business indoors The clean, unpolluted air Twinkling stars visible in the sky. No skyscrapers, simple row houses. Good old memories 🙂
Nimesh Balaji Shinde
Ananya dropped her mobile phone and it got damaged. Even her heart broke down since it had special memories. The only thing that didn’t break was her SIM card & Memory card. She was glad that the memory card is safe. And it seems she had all her vital documents & candid photos in it.
After giving it a long thought the entire day, finally he dropped her a message. He waited for 2 whole minutes and then deleted the text. He clicked on her WhatsApp DP and saw her happily posing with another guy. He let go a smile and closed the chat. Things end but memories last forever.
The little child calls me out in glee, The old couple gift me a smile benevolently, The youth walks past and I smile bashfully
All calling out to me, On some I turn my back
A lane I visit and leave at will, A pretty quaint lane called Memory, Right by my side, anytime, anywhere
What fun that was…..reading all of your stories on Memory! Now get set to put on your thinking hats for the next theme…….
Sport – one word with so many possible usages! And your stories covered the gamut 🙂
The top two spots in the swimming championship were reserved for them, only the order changed every year. But that day, the crowds witnessed the true sportsmen in them, when Imran turned around mid-race to help a co-swimmer with seizures out of the water. And Manav flatly refused the gold medal though he finished first.
Being a SPORT is more important than winning. No one wins every match, even ndefeated champions like Mayweather or Nurmagomedov, were defeated earlier in their careers. So, if you’re ever thinking of trying something new, don’t be afraid to lose. Enjoy being challenged by something fun and exciting. In the end, you might eventually win!
The war paint has been worn, there are shrill cries all around – war chants. There is an air of nervousness. The prayers are on. The jets have just passed by. This is surely war. Out comes this knight all in black , showing off his legs, like the soldiers in colourful shorts. WELL, This is SPORTS !
Are you a sport ? Do you play any sport ? She was sporting a grey jacket He took it very sportingly … The tourists had a good sport today .. ( could be fishing or hunting)
This is one word with so many forms. But to write fifty five words on this is either too less or too much!
‘That should be enough for the while. We both will come together to pick you up.’
‘But I am not done yet. I wanna play some more!’
‘You have played enough! Be a sport now and let the other kids play!’
Dejected, 2020 started its sojourn with Mrs. Short-Hand and Mr. Long-Hand of the Clock-Town.
My boss is a real sport!! A team player, with a head start and always in full swing, dodges the ball or takes it on the chin as required. His plate is always full but enlists all hands on deck to go the distance. Eyes on the goal, makes his mark and shares the spoils.
Nimesh Balaji Shinde
She was a born athlete. With every sunrise she would sprint across the fields in the village with her bare feet. Her coach bought her a brand new pair of shoes. With joy she tied her lace and got ready for the Olympic race. The sport was her passion and winning was her only notion.
Nature of a person varies from each other. A jovial person tends to crack lot of jokes and sometimes even on the opposite person. But cannot digest if the same is done to him. If you can laugh at others, then you should be able to laugh at yourself too. C’mon now be a sport!!
Ravi wore his new birthday hoodie. He set off on his bi-cycle to buy some delicious sweets to distribute for his office mates. After reaching his office, he swiftly headed to the restroom to change his dress. As he opened the door, Ravi was sporting a Cab driver’s uniform, all set to perform his duty.
Chilled Beer in one hand and buttery popcorn in other. The big screen setup and the lucky shirt was adorned. The match was going on strong. The undefeated Champions. “Move”, Rohit yelled with eyes glued to the telly. And suddenly a little palm hit his face. “Peekaboo! Daddy”. Rohit succumbed to a new sport instead.
The lockdown made her sit indoors. Days rolled into weeks and into months. Something wasn’t right, she didnt feel herself, but couldnt nail it. Then one day she went running after a long time. She felt fresh, energised and revitalised. Then it slowly dawned upon her that she missed all the sport in her life.
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Hmmm so I am the Hungry Reader. The one who reads. The one who is constantly reading or wanting to read constantly. This blog is all about the books I have read, the ones that I am reading and gems that I plan to read in the future or whenever it arrives.