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Weekly Contest #313
It was exhibition time for the pressure cooker! A moment of showcasing its terrific sense of timing! Hissing frenetically and dancing to the tune of self composed music, it threatened to demonstrate the full range of its strokes. Sidra, on cue, sprinted towards the thick of action only managing to slip over a disjointed tile. Holding her toe with one hand, she fiddled with the stove for a few seconds. Eventually, the cooker was tamed, but not without a noticable degree of obstinate resistance!The mixture of lentils under the popular name of ...
Weekly Contest #276
“Get up Shaz, you're getting late,” Mummy politely urged me on.‘Five more minutes”, as I wrapped the blanket around my body again and went back to sleep with no intention of sticking to my words.“There is no chance of making it if you don’t wake up now.” Mummy tried to sound annoyed but she couldn’t hold on to it even if she wanted to! This is what you call mother material! The fabric that constitutes it has such a soft texture that it breaks before it snaps.I unwillingly threw off the blanket and took a long sluggish yawn to feel the day br...
Weekly Contest #244
The child's lips diverged maximally. They couldn’t be split to any greater extent. He was staring hard at the sky above, hoping to receive a divine reply. His face had sullied by the tearful deposits and his shirt was tattered from different sections. His whole body was punctured with scars exposed through the torn sections of his 'so called' clothes. He seemed to be protesting at his condition, which he least deserved. He was a small child definitely not more than 7. The ground on which he stood was littered with blood and indiscrimina...
Weekly Contest #222
The movie ambled into a relatively crowded compartment of the imagination of the fragmented community that functioned as my adopted home. It lingered there for a while before ferociously charging towards the outstretched arms of eavesdroppers or random individuals on the grape vine; acting pretty much as self crafted post cards seeking immediate attention! I seek apology of the contemporary hi-tech generation since the mention of post cards amidst the electronic invasion is just like writing with chalk on a smart board! I was acting as ...
Weekly Contest #209
The car zipped through the treacherous turn.“Are you crazy? Stop the car, leave us on the road! Life is dear to us if not to you!” Tania fumed.“Ok, darling. I’m so sorry. I was swept away by the melody of the song and transferred the same energy to the accelerator.” Zafir apologized.“This ‘sorry’ word I hate; I don't know who invented this word! You disregard an emotion and then walk away with it. Please do not use this word again, at least not with me!” Tania extended her rant.“Remember, we are supposed to be on a trip, not a slanging match...
Weekly Contest #206
It was a war zone in abstraction. The only difference being the absence of the spectre of brute force exchanging infinite rounds of artillery fire. Its place was taken up instead by frightening images that blurred reality and transported me to the confines of an imagined world where fear was firmly saddled and dwarfed any countervailing forces that were even faintly suspected of raising a revolt. It was overpowering; it was intense; it held both my body and brain in a state of suspension with no prospects of an early release. The accelerati...
Weekly Contest #205
I screamed as furiously as the capacity of my lungs would allow but the words refused to travel the distance. My eyes, bursting with dread and horror, scanned the whereabouts of my new abode. I was hemmed in by some brownish material that felt hard and soft at the same time. I lay in a narrow, confined place that was just enough to house the length of my frame with the tip of my toe struggling to contain itself within the boundaries. A piece of white cloth was wrapped around my body and I could not breathe at all. I feared for my death out o...
Weekly Contest #204
The blue carpet of water hanging over the ocean surface pretty much resembled a beautiful wrapping paper that enlivens its appearance before the recipient, drowning him into dreamy visualizations at least until the moment of actual sighting. But what lies buried under the huge mass of water has been the subject of innumerable speculations with the character of its appealing or debasing properties far from being settled! The content inside, potentially burgeons with countless mysteries and episodic installments of monumental human interfere...
Weekly Contest #198
Hamza ambled towards the squeamish student appearing to hide behind the cover of his notebook. As he came close to him, the student almost jumped out of his seat! Somewhat anticipating his reaction, he gently put a hand around his back and comfortingly smiled at him. “Son, don’t be scared when you haven’t done a thing wrong! Swagger back at the bullies and put them in place! The student whose name was Farooq, was quite astonished to see the accommodating behaviour of the teacher. He had been incriminated in a rowdy incident despite being the...
Weekly Contest #194
You must have read about at least a few heart breaking stories of individuals who had to start afresh after having lost sight of their goals on the point of making the all-important grab! But the response to your effort is often immeasurable and unpredictable. It is beyond the realm of human anticipation. It is a territory of divine calculations and defies any human extrapolation. The cue is to get your act together and try to make another attempt with greater drive, leaving the past to sulk in the shadow of its own doom. The protagonist of ...
Weekly Contest #186
“What a great coincidence! I had never believed I would ever bump into you.” “I am equally surprised by this chance occurrence. All the more reason to believe in the power of miracles!” “Our faces have completely changed, but I recognized you immediately.” The voice is unmistakably yours!” “There is a reason why people say a person always stays true to his nature.” “So, where have you been all these year? And what have you been up to?” “It is a long story and I would not be able to do justice in this short meeting.” “Tell me briefly.” “Ok...
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