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The extortionist | Speed of Sound
https://captainmolecule.wordpress.com/2009/03/21/the-extortionist
March 21, 2009 at 8:55 pm ( fiction. Is “I come from”, and I thought of using this to tell a story of an extortionist waiting for his mark in a red light area in Mumbai – a story that I’ve imagined a few times before. The morning had passed, in boredom complete,. And not a soul was seen, in that dirty street. In the corner café, as I sipped that burnt coffee,. Out came to seduce me, the famous Sophie. The whores were awake, washing the night’s filth away,. Not today, my darling, I’ve come on a mission,.
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forsaken | Speed of Sound
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April 15, 2009 at 11:59 pm ( poetry. Being set adrift aimlessly in life as a consequence of abandonment is indeed a scary thought. The lines below illustrate a picture of a forsaken boat that no longer interests its master. The boat drifted silently in the dark water,. Gently breaking through clouds of devious mist. Ignorant of the reach of the ripples it spawned,. Oblivious to the deadly rocks it missed. The broken oars lay on the side, in agony,. On the floor of that once contented boat,. Life and time...
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Brave? | Speed of Sound
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December 14, 2009 at 3:26 am ( poetry. This week’s prompt courtesy Sunday Scribblings. This is a soldier, the last of his men left standing. He’s holding his fort while waiting for reinforcements. Wounded fatally, he knows its only a matter of time before he will meet his maker. There’s chaos all around – bullets flying in all directions, deafening sounds emanating from guns, cries of wounded soldiers…. They called me brave, on that fateful night,. When all seemed lost in that gruesome fight. December 14...
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Dare | Speed of Sound
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December 20, 2009 at 11:46 pm ( love. A story of unrequited love triggered a lifetime ago by moment of careless banter between a young boy and a girl. This week’s prompt at Sunday Scribblings. Eons ago, as innocuous children,. Under the tree, we hysterically laughed,. Over the new teacher’s helplessness,. Dealing with the incorrigible bully,. Playing havoc during our period in craft. As a little girl, to an unsuspecting boy,. You in all innocence, then, remarked,. With widened eyes, and a heavy heart,.
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My Imaginary Friend | Speed of Sound
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July 4, 2010 at 5:46 pm ( philosophy. And a friend’s GTalk status message. Enthralling the party with his subtle humor,. He swims comfortably in that shark-infested pond. But a head, laid firmly on his shoulders, he has,. As he discretely waves his ever magical wand. A leader among men, such confidence he inspires,. Among friends, foes, and those who feign indifference. His act, eloquence, resolve, his glowing persona,. Challenging tradition, the world, with gracious reverence. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Life Swap | Speed of Sound
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June 27, 2010 at 10:09 pm ( philosophy. A prompt from Sunday Scribblings. Got me thinking about the life of a ragamuffin on the streets. While I take my life, my comforts, my entitlements for granted, what part of my life does he, will he, wish for? Woken up hungry by a policeman’s kick,. Packed with a disdain unparalleled,. Another bright morning, as you wake up to,. I bid my bed under the bridge, adieu. Your breakfast gets cold, begging relish,. As I stare at the restaurant owner,. Only for a few hours...
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New Leaf | Speed of Sound
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January 8, 2010 at 8:15 pm ( philosophy. Here’s a story of a man who’s trying to turn over a new leaf. After a lifetime of crime, associations with the mob, and incarceration, he’s finally trying to step back into society as a man rehabilitated. How does society welcome him? Topic courtesy Sunday Scribblings. Sorry my friend, I can’t offer you the job,. You’re clean today, but your past’s colored by the mob. I don’t want the cops, to check on my store,. And with you around, me, they can’t ignore. Turn ov...
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Dear Past Me, Dear Future Me | Speed of Sound
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Dear Past Me, Dear Future Me. March 14, 2009 at 11:48 pm ( philosophy. The prompt this week at Sunday Scribblings. Is “Dear Past Me, Dear Future Me”. This got me thinking that if I could, one day, meet myself in the past, what would I be thankful for? If I could meet myself in the future, what insecurities would I want answered? Down the dark alley, as I walked alone,. I chanced upon a mysterious vortex, unknown. From it, seemed to emanate, a divine glow,. And time around it, seemed to progress, slow.
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Yes we can. | Speed of Sound
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January 23, 2010 at 6:53 pm ( fiction. A small tribute to the survivors of calamities all over the world. Us fortunate souls can pray for all the help and relief for you. But most importantly, what we wish for you, is the strength to realize that tomorrow’s a brand new day. Prompt courtesy Sunday Scribblings. The earth swallowed buildings whole,. And chaos reigned supreme,. The heavens broke into incessant tears,. Into a nightmare, turned a gentle dream. The winds in anger, blew away the thatched roofs,.
