As I step inside the stony monolith atop the green hill, I am entranced. The dark grey clouds above seemed to echo its sombre appearance. Each stone has a story to tell. They are worn out for they have stood the brunt of time. Some have been ravaged by mother Nature. And some by the… Continue reading Thursday photo prompt: Storm #writephoto( a repost)
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#WritePhoto Prompt
A shady cloister lonely afar, Verdantly hued radiantly alive. The sturdy bark tainted with time, Hoary branches waltzed in the wind. The fringed leaves resonating in symphony, A silent cacophony. The fiery green on the ground, It infused all the colours, It imbibed all the sounds, A viaduct of life, Carrying the ecstatic stream, To… Continue reading #WritePhoto Prompt
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 15/2020
"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “pro/con.” Talk about the pros and cons of anything." The pros and cons of living in times of Corona. Life is a peculiar tale. You win some and you lose some. As you are confined in your home,you spend only on basic essentials, there by increasing… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 15/2020
Lockdown Day 51
So many days have passed and the storm has not blown over yet. We are in the eye of storm as numbers surge. Life is going to be different and difficult and restrained. And there are going to be more hungry mouths and poor. We are at a war but the enemy is unseen. We… Continue reading Lockdown Day 51
Lockdown Day 44
The days are being ticked off and the numbers are many. It is just like floating in a lacuna with no sense of time. Days begin and end in the same manner in a rhythmical clockwork mechanism. The new normal has become abohorrent. I rant to myself to let out steam. I go to the… Continue reading Lockdown Day 44
Lockdown Day 40
Days and nights are going on in a continuous roll of anonymity. I remember a childhood game called Statue. A person used to shout statue and everyone used to freeze into immovable stupor. It seems a tiny and invisible virus has frozen everything into inanimate mode. The notion that Time does not stand still has… Continue reading Lockdown Day 40
Lockdown Day 35 & 36
Days are going by. Numbers are rising. The fear that lockdown may be extended is in the air. Tempers are rising and people are edgy. Yesterday there was a fight in the Society Whatsapp group. People were complaining about cats and dog in the complex that have been there for past several years. And the… Continue reading Lockdown Day 35 & 36
Lockdown Days 32;33;&34
I could not put down the last three days because I had slipped and hurt myself. So many days in confinement make me wonder of the times when I used to step out at the slightest excuse. I loved just walking through sometimes bustling and sometimes empty roads watching the avid shoppers and noisy shopkeepers… Continue reading Lockdown Days 32;33;&34
Lockdown Day 31
Today was another day! I got up late because my sleep does a disappearing act nowadays in the deep of night. And when the dawn breaks,all you want to do is to snuggle deep into the duvet! But you get up cussing and morose for there is so much to do! The day was warm… Continue reading Lockdown Day 31
Lockdown Day 29
The day has ended. I got up in the morning with a heavy head and a feeling of dread in my heart. An unknown fear was coursing through me. A vague sense of unease foreboding times come. A huge spike is estimated in weeks to come. And the experts have said that the current wave,if… Continue reading Lockdown Day 29