Fiction

The fate of a man is written in his or her genetic pool. And its predestined. You can't make any change though you never fathom it when you are marching into the journey of life, you think that you are the deft rider holding the reins of your life with the whiff of your confidence and airs of a lord.  

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                                                                                           Man And the Beast It will be difficult for the aliens if ever they exist and if ever they descend it will be difficult for them to find out who is the beast and who the human ? They may perhaps have the powers to see the inside out of any moving creature on this planet Earth and   their   sensibilities get boggled . They role their eyes and come close to a four legged creature who raise its   heckles at them and a two legged creature standing nearby whack him till he whines to no end …the aliens depart enveloping the earth with a shroud of spreading soot….

The total span of man’s life is a big delusion . This may seem heart warming. All our festivals are soul lifting and so full of gaiety .It is a revelation now that it is not some  incidental event that i am born into this faith but there should be some plan into the selection of  our genealogy.  

                                                    The Pathos of The other kind She had finished washing the pots in the kitchen.It was late evening but because of the inclement weather the evening looked dismal. The lightning and thunder creating a ruckus which made her heart race in some unknown fear.She had to leave by the  early morning flight  for her native land. She had come to her son to stay for around two months. Right now nothing passed her mind but only an anguished desire to spend the last moments in his company. She had waited for him to come a little earlier  from his job it being her last evening with him as she was leaving the next day but he came at his usual time. She tried to fathom him but saw the same indifferent look. She  concentrated on her luggage and asked him to weigh the suitcases which he did promptl...

                                                             The Lady In The Wheel Chair.  She was still not feeling at ease. It seemed aeons before she again sat on her lap top for a little while she went blank but like the person who had suffered a heart attack and was being  continuously  resuscitated  till he got immediate treatment, she likewise spurred her senses and let them not be atrophied. Her fingers raced on the key board…She was disorganized but she continued....what…oh God nothing was emerging.....she panicked her brain was getting sterile…no.. It was unbearably hot. Asha looked out of her window  it still looked steely hot outside though the day had waned.The parting light of the setting Sun had diffused into a blunt shine which was a mixture of grey and white which gave rise to a pervasiv...