Wednesday, 15 May 2019

feeding the hungry

                         Twittering Tales #136 – 14 May 2019



                         Photo by NRD at Unsplash

Rich people came and kept food packets and the needy took them as per their needs. The gap between the haves and have-nots decreased. What started on a small scale boomeranged into a noble cause . The fridge was always full just like her heart. Unseen , she smiled in the clouds. 

              written for  : Twittering Tales. Thanks Kat Myrman.

                  Twittering Tales


Space travel

Nikhil loved travel. Traversing the terra firm was reserved for the hoi polloi , he inferred. 

Invading the unknown  and far-off planets was his idea of adventure. And it ran in his 


The space-ship which resembled an orange hot air balloon glided smoothly  towards 

the Milky Way.  Nikhil wished the vehicular traffic had smooth sailing on Mumbai 

highways. He had read a report by doctors that screamed of backaches and slip-discs of 

patients commuting on pot-holed roads. His flight odyssey would make Mumbaikars green 

with envy. 

The planet of Hoth has fierce creatures like the predatory wampa and tauntauns but they 

couldn't harm him. He would be safe, he  assured himself.

The hot air balloon picked up speed and the centre of the Milky galaxy look surreal. His 

eyes twinkled.

He had watched  'The Empire strikes back' umpteen times. Stars Wars was his fav serial.

School academics failed to ignite his curiosity. The lessons seemed banal to him 

and the teacher's voice monotonous. Science-fiction unleashed his interest and creativity. 

As his space ship cruised closer to Hoth, he imagined the cold white snow and ice for 

miles around. His heart beats resonated in his ears and he couldn't contain his 

excitement. He would regale his classmates with his experiences of the small terrestrial 

planted. But ughh !! the cretins  would not be interested. 

Hunger pangs pricked his insides and the aroma of his mother's rajma-chawal broke his 

reverie. The door opened. "Nikhil, rajma-chawal is ready. Enough of your simulation video 


            Nikhil stepped down to hard reality and headed towards the kitchen.


Mumbaikar - resident of the city of Mumbai.

Rajma-chawal -  Indian one pot meal of rice and kidney beans gravy.

Sunday, 12 May 2019

ups and downs

                                           Top post on IndiBlogger, the biggest community of Indian Bloggers


                                                                          Cover art from Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division (1979)

Straight lines, I drew,
mountains you brew,
peaks you considered.
distances apart , I Interpreted.

I tried to stretch the barrier,
But you got angrier.
You held on to your creation,
while I fumbled with caution.

I languished,
waiting for a slice of you.
I dusted myself, drew the border
of sanity and retreated.

                                          written for : imaginary garden with real toads.


Saturday, 11 May 2019


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          Prompt : In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about growing older. 

“You will give wannabe models a run for their money. 500+ likes on Facebook. You are 

ruling Twitter, Instagram and Snapchat “.

“Thanks, darling”.

“How do you manage to punch in all these things in 24 hours?”

“Time-management, Honey”.

“You seem to have drunk on the nectar of youth.  Are you ageing in the reverse? You 

seem to be Master of all trades. Fashion, literature, cookery, women’s empowerment.”

“Sweetheart, you start to age not by advancing years but when you stop growing. 

Jettison stagnancy. Encourage yourself and others. Love yourself, be your own friend”.

 “Yes Daadi”.

                                        Happy Mother’s Day.

                       Written for Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction.


Word count : 99

Daadi means paternal grandmother in Indian language.


Thursday, 9 May 2019

barbed fence

                                                                 PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

She stood on the other side of the thin barbed fence, with one of her twins and skeletal 

belongings, meekly partitioning the land with hatred and religious divide. The authorities 

had stamped her papers and thrust it on her face to face a life in another land.

She stood to gaze at the last time, which she had called home. The soil, clouds and 

vegetation on either side of the partition were the same. The border drawn on the land 

was bleeding her heart.

Did her husband and son make it to this side? She knew not. Will time heal? 

    FRIDAY FICTIONEERS. Thanks you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields




Wednesday, 8 May 2019


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Leader : Namaste!!! , Do I need to introduce myself? 

                                        Image result for picture of hands doing namaste
Hands folded and flashing a wide grin.

Person 1 : Never seen you?

Rolling his eyes, the person turns the other way.

Person 2 :  I care not who you are. 

Picking the newspaper , he covers his face to avoid the leader's glance.

Leader : well, er, I am contesting for the Lok Sabha elections (Lower House of the Parliament) . I am splashed all over the newspapers and.....

Person 3 : I read only Corporate news and Sports.

Leader : How sporting of you.!!! 

The grin widens and so does his malice.

Person 4 : What is your party symbol?

Leader : Good question, concerned Nagrik (Citizen). A cast iron skillet is our symbol. Easy to remember.

Person 4 : Is it??? 

A sarcastic smirk makes its appearance  on the expensive business suit.

Air hostess: Leader, please take your seat and fasten your seat belt.

Leader: No hitting below the belt, Hawaii sundari (air-hostess).

And he breaks into peals of laughter.

The eyeballs of the air hostess pop out. She moves ahead, 
closing the windows of the overhead cabins.
Air hostess 2 : He is more stupid in person than on Television.  


Air hostess 1 : Shush. He might overhear you. 

All the passengers are seated and the cabin crew take their positions. The giant bird is airborne. Seat belts are unfastened.

Leader gets up from his seat and again with his hands folded. 

I will propel the country to a smooth take-off towards Vikas( prosperity) if I am elected. 

Person 3 : India Inc. is already cruising on the path of prosperity. 

Person 4 :  what is the significance of your party symbol?

Leader: Rubbing his hands in glee and flashing his dimples.

Again a very intelligent question, concerned Nagrik (citizen). Our cast iron skillet will whip up mouth-watering and healthy gastronomical delights reminding you of your grandma's cooking. Healthy food will usher into a new era. 

Person 1 : Nani yaad aayegi.( difficult task to be accomplished)

Leader smiles , winks and walks to embrace person 1.  

Person 1 is flabbergasted.  The aircraft resonates with boisterous laughter and applause.


           The object prompt is: a cast iron skillet.  The setting prompt is: an airplane.

(Google pic)

Wednesday, 1 May 2019

A mother's milestone

                                            Image result for a baby's step

With a spring in his maiden step, he jerked awkwardly 

ahead, wavering. With two uneven steps, the fall to the 

ground surprised him. With tempest in my chest, I cried 

with happiness.

I had googled extensively on Cerebral palsy.

Today is his fifth birthday.


Catch me if you can


 A situational prompt - You are at a fair and you get a note – “Catch me if you can!” 


                                     Photo by Matt Bowden on Unsplash

My Kolhapuri chappals scurried with apprehensions. The crescendo of heartbeats 

resonated in my ears. Will I find what I am looking for? My palms were sweating and the 

crumpled note, “Catch me if you can? “, acted as an absorbent tissue.  Who stuffed the 

note in my palm? I do not remember. Maybe it was when I was alighting from the roller 

coaster. The village fair din added to my confusion. I asked the villagers for the direction 

of the banyan tree. This was the clue in the note.

I stood under the shade of the giant tree. I looked around. “Dig here”, a paper pinned on 

the bark of the tree sent my nerves racing.  A small mound of earth caught my attention. 

I genuflected and pushed aside the soil with my bare hands. I held it in between my 

thumb and index finger and brought it to the level of my eyes. I stared at it. A talisman. I 

looked around. The cacophony of the fair vanished. Silence reigned.

The buzz on my cell phone pierced into my sleeping ears. I snoozed it. Damn. I am late 

for duty. My fingers ran into my hair. I splashed water on my face pulling the curtain 

down on the hangover of a dream. Looking up into the mirror, I saw the talisman around 

my neck.

                      #TellTaleThursday with Anshu Priya

word count : 225

Monday, 29 April 2019

Zygomaticus major muscle : Parts of the body

                                               A to Z 2019

The zygomatics major is a muscle of the human body. It is a muscle of facial expression 

which draws the angle of the mouth superiorly and posteriorly to allow one to smile. Like 

all muscles of facial expression, the zygomatic  major is innervated by the facial nerve.

The Zygomatics extends from each zygomatic arch (cheekbone) to the corners of the 

mouth. It raises the corners of the mouth when a person smiles. Usually a single unit, 

dimples are caused by variations in form. It is thought that dimples are caused by bifid 

zygomaticus major muscle.

                       Does it take more muscles to smile or to frown?

Some claim that it takes 43 muscles to frown and 17 to smile while others says it takes 26 

to smile and 62 to frown. And some naysayers claim it is the opposite. Dont get into the 

rigmarole of the number of muscles. SMILE, SMILE, SMILE.......Smile is the best exercise. 

It increases your face value.

                                Image result for smile

And with a big Smile and a bigger thanks to all my readers , I draw curtains on the finale 

of A to Z challenge. I was not sure of signing up for the Challenge in the first place. 

Seeing the number of co-bloggers sign up with their various interesting themes, I had 

second thoughts. But I dived and signed up . After signing up, I was not sure to reach the 

finishing line and now I did it. A big thanks once again, readers.

Information courtesy Google

Google Images

                           I am participating in the A to Z Challenge. 

Day 3.Chin & Cheeks                         Day 4. Dimples 
Day 5. Eye                                        Day 6. Feet
Day 7 . Gums/Gingiva                       Day 8. Hair 
Day 9. Intestine                                Day 10. Jaws                                   

Day 11. Kidneys                                Day 12. Lungs

Day 13. Mouth                                  Day 14. Nails 

Day 15. Ovary                                      Day 16. Pituitary-gland

Day 17.  Quadriceps                             Day 18.  Ribs                        

Day 19. Spleen                                  Day 20. Trachea

Day 21. Uterus                                  Day 22. Vertebral Column

Day 23.  Waist                                   Day 24. Xiphoid-process 

Day 25. Yolk-sac

Sunday, 28 April 2019

Yolk-sac : Parts of the body

                                              A to Z 2019

The yolk sac is situated on the ventral aspect of the embryo. It is filled with fluid, the 

vitelline fluid, which possibly may be utilized for the nourishment of the embryo during 

the earlier stages of its existence. Blood is conveyed to the wall of the sac by the 

primitive aortae , and after circulating through a wide-meshed capillary plexus, is 

returned by the vitelline veins to the tubular heart of the embryo. This constitutes the 

vitelline circulation, and by means of its nutritive material is absorbed from the yolk-sac 

and conveyed to the embryo. After the end of the fourth week the yolk-sac presents the 

appearance of a small pear-shaped vesicle  (umbilical vesicle) opening into the digestive 

tube by a long narrow tube, the vitelline duct.


The yolk-sac is also responsible for the initial circulation and is in charge of delivering 

nutrients, via a primitive aorta, to the developing embryo. The yolk-sac provides 

nutrition to the developing embryo until the placenta takes over. 

                                        How does the yolk-sac disappear?

As the pregnancy advances, the yolk-sac progressively increases from the 5th to end of 

the 10th gestational week, following which the yolk sac gradually disappears and is often 

sonographically undetectable after 14-20 weeks.

                     Readers, did you know about yolk-sac earlier?

                   I am participating in the A to Z Challenge. 

Information courtesy Google

Day 3.Chin & Cheeks                 Day 4. Dimples 
Day 5. Eye                                        Day 6. Feet
Day 7 . Gums/Gingiva                       Day 8. Hair 
Day 9. Intestine                                Day 10. Jaws                                   

Day 11. Kidneys                                Day 12. Lungs

Day 13. Mouth                                  Day 14. Nails 

Day 15. Ovary                                      Day 16. Pituitary-gland

Day 17.  Quadriceps                             Day 18.  Ribs                        

Day 19. Spleen                                  Day 20. Trachea

Day 21. Uterus                                  Day 22. Vertebral Column

Day 23.  Waist                                   Day 24. Xiphoid-process