Alone With The Man Eaters

There are reasons why people are in places, whether they know it or not; and regardless of the circumstances. Nothing just happens; for behind the scenes are forces that orchestrate what’s visible. The quest for greatness is endless, yet in the intricacies of the shades therein, there’s such a place as the ultimate source, the road to which persists as a confounding enigma through the ages. Amazing though is the curious observation nothing genuine has been known to exist without a counterfeit. That’s in plural. Yet a very short worded factor divides the difference extraordinaire between the two: Choice! Continue reading “Alone With The Man Eaters” →

17/04/2012

Books and Covers

The lone diva stood at the waving base clearly overlooking the runway, the yodel of her magnificent tune cascading through the serene evening ether in a thrill that melted the hearts of all who heard it. She was a blonde, the exclusive fine-touch of a master sculptor, her dumbfounding beauty beyond description. Continue reading “Books and Covers” →

10/04/2012

From Hero to Villain

I woke up that morning and there was the soul penetrating wall hanging with silver inscriptions: “He searches every heart and understands every motive behind the thoughts,” read the untitled message with a golden microscope beside it. For some time this treasured decoration had remained obscured from my attention. Continue reading “From Hero to Villain” →

03/04/2012

Top of the Hour

Hints, bits and pieces with the distinct beep of the countdown. Today could mark ‘top of the hour!’

“Wonders will never cease! Even you are part of the reason the rest of us can’t enjoy top layer today?!” teased Joe loudly, mischievously casting a gesture at Chris, the long jump school representative in the championships. This evoked wild laughter from the group of boys gathered outside the dining hall,admiring the athletes. The school bus was slowly driving toward the parking lot as the athletes clad in their colorful sports gear hurried from their early lunch in readiness for departure. Continue reading “Top of the Hour” →

27/03/2012

Antennas

That was then! And to date the squeak remains my favorite animal sound! This became both my ultimate dream and favorite song: To live forever young! Life was so easy, its fulfilling joys boundless. The color of day break inspired infinity, the sunset and moonrise a classical of inexpressible awe and beauty. We played hide and seek with the squirrels in the lush foliage of the breezy trees as we watched our kites wave among the eagles with such gaiety, promise and abandon in the magnificence of the evening sky, high above the glorious sunsets of the hilly horizon. We excitedly looked forward to the fascinating bedtime accounts of the legends. Continue reading “Antennas” →

20/03/2012

The Road Map

Wind, percussion, brass, stringed instruments and the bass guitar! Joe and Joanna sat motionless at the foot of the phenomenal mountain savoring the sweet melody within the tantalizing ambiance surrounding them as they waited for their guide to attend to them. Their compelling excavation had been eventful; going back on time to mount beetroot. It was such a breathtaking moment, one they wished they could behold forever.

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13/03/2012

The Altar Boy

Some mysteries are beyond comprehension; some are deeper than others. Some days, people and seasons are destined for history. Still, some baptisms are by fire. I have no way of telling if destiny is inevitable yet there I was, simply carried along. I’m still trying to establish what the meaning of the word ‘tingle’ is! Such terminologies are so lofty for me to comprehend, yet I was caught right at the epicenter. When all is said and done, some boundaries are better off not violated. I was an altar boy. Continue reading “The Altar Boy” →