Like any day would emerge for a regular guy, that particular day had no effect on him at all. He woke and stared at the clock for some time and suddenly realized what day it was. He got up, got fresh, dressed and went. Today was his reunion with his old higher secondary classmates.
He called his friend and went to pick him up. They arrived at their school to find their old friends laughing and cheering there. Joy filled inside to see everyone. Nostalgia struck hard on him. He was having the time of his life.
With all the members that had arrived, they went inside to their long left deserted school again. It was such an awe-inspiring moment. They had wandered through these courtyards together for long, but that moment, when they walked inside together was filled with a lot of memories inside all of them. Happiness had made their lips inscribe a smile. All those who walked inside were soon running to various places recollecting their memories.
The place that they all first met, first laughed and joked together, the place that they fought and were in a fight, the place they studied and were bored together, the place that they celebrated together and at last, the day they cried together during farewell. The school was the place that had memories in each and every corner, the place that everything had happened.
Everyone started recollecting and talking about their memories and laugh and smile together. Then everyone started on the process of taking selfies, the thing that is trending all together in this era. Regular photography’s had been changed into mere selfies taken by each individual.
Then everyone had the desire to get into their class. But their class were on the upper right side of the building and since the door was closed, the hope of getting through was led to a total let down. But the hope of them getting inside was more, that they took one small desk from one corner and climbed on it and got onto the sunshade of the building and then climbed on the top and finally, they’ve reached their class.
It was a moment filled with nostalgic incidents. All the scribbling and pictures and names that they’ve done were still there. All were happy, that they sat there talking for a moment, laughing and joking on all the early incidents and memories that had happened during their school time. Everyone was once again back together in their class. The class walls saw that the promise that they’ve made during their farewell, that they will forever be close, was never broken.
He was busy preparing a card for his best friend. He had finally finished it. He opened it up and was pleased with his efforts in creating such a wonderful piece of art. He scrapped all the remaining pieces of paper to put in the dustbin.
His father who was watching asked – “What are you going to do with those pieces of paper, son?” “I’m going to put them in the dustbin, what else!” – replied his son. “Come; let me show you something with those papers.” And he took one piece of paper and created a small paper boat. Astonished, his young son was really intrigued on how his father made something out of scrap paper.
“You want to learn?” – asked his father. “Yes, yes” – replied his son. “Ok, come let’s make some origami together. It will be so fun” “Sure dad”
Written for Three Line Tales, Week 83
One day, Adam was watching Superman movie. He is an 8-year old boy full of vigorous charisma and cheerful mentality that makes people more soothing to approach and even have an exciting time with him. Days were crammed with absolute amusement with him.
His father was crossing in front of him when he asked for him to come back and take a seat next to him. His father took the chair from the opposite side and placed it next to his son.
“Dad, can I ask you something?”
“How did Superman conjure such supernatural strength?”
His father, a kind and a caring father, didn’t wish to spoil the fun for his kid by revealing that Superman is just a fictional character and so he answered.
“Superman was born with such strength. That’s why he has such a mighty potential.”
“Is it possible to attain such strength afterwards? Like we’re not born with it, but later we have the possibility to attain it?”
“I don’t know son. Why’d you ask?”
“I was just wondering whether there is a chance for me to become as strong as Superman one day. Is it possible dad?”
His father felt dumbstruck. He felt bound by his son’s request. His mind felt impassive. He failed in having a single suggestion to acknowledge his son. The whole truth in his mind steered the concept that such superhuman strength will never be attained even though we tend to train our whole lives. It is all just simply movie logic. Nothing is ever practicable in the real world.
But seeing those pleasing eyes of his son, he wasn’t able to say the bitter truth to his son, who, along with his young age and mild playful heart, is waiting eagerly for the answer. Suddenly he remembered one thing and made up his mind what to mention to his little boy.
“Son, it’s not possible to attain such strength in our lifetime.”
His son felt down by his father’s reply.
“But, it is possible to attain a strength which will surpass each other strength.”
“What is it, dad?”
His son was quite eager to know. His face lit up just like the full moon radiating the ever glazing glimmer over everything.
“The strength within yourself”
“How am I able to attain such strength dad?”
“It might sound simple, however, there’s plenty of work done for that.”
“Can you offer me some pointers for that dad?”
“Well, as a matter of truth, I can’t teach you that. You have got to earn the real knowledge yourself. But sure, I’ll provide you with some pointers.”
“Wow really, dad”
“Yeah, the first and foremost factor that you just got to do is to believe in yourself. Regardless of what everybody keeps saying, never ever lose the trust on yourself. Everybody will keep saying worse things behind your back, several might tease you, make fun of you, they may additionally keep saying don’t and can’t and won’t and all. They may be all negative towards you. Believe me, the world is packed with people that might some assist you, whereas all the other simply wish to see you crumble all the way down to your doom.”
“So what should I do dad?”
“Never believe what people say concerning you. The truth lies in what you think of yourself. Don’t ever mind people’s word. They may contain truth and lies equally mixed together. If you happen to listen to somebody saying things concerning you, simply brush those words off your shoulder and believe that you’re capable of doing anything that you just put your mind into. If you believe in your own strength, then, sure enough, you’ll be capable of achieving great heights. It’s true that you just might end up in failures. But, as it is said, it’s these failures that push a man to success. When you fail, rise up. You may fail again if so, rise up again. And one day, you’ll see yourself standing on the very top that you always wished to attain. And on that top, you can keep your head held up high for all the critics to see and say that you believe in yourself. Your strength lies in your heart. There’s nothing more powerful than that.”
His son with eager enthusiasm began to show stances of Superman.
“I’m going to be a superhero dad, just like you said.”
His father smiled a little, seeing his little boy.
He was on his way to his friend’s home. Suddenly, rain started pitter-pattering onto his face. The thought of rain started agonising his mind, yet cooling his soul.
Just then, out of nowhere, rain poured heavily that he was drenched fully in a matter of seconds. Rainwater bit him cold, that he part his scooter to the side and put on his raincoat.
He started his journey again. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, that his worn out raincoat was not enough to prevent him from getting drenched. He had to close off his helmet glass as the water was striking his face like a million gunfire shot from above. His view was cut short due to the fog that had come on his helmet’s glass and the heavy rain on the outside. He was really annoyed that he had got out that precise moment.
Just 5 minutes later, the rain had completely stopped. Everywhere it looked as though rain was finished so many hours before. He looked above and saw the clouds part ways and the sun shines from between. It was really a wonderful sight to behold.
And just then, he started laughing. Laughing, thinking of the amazing chill ride he just had. He was laughing loud as though he had just seen something comedic right before his eyes. His heart was filled with happiness to its full. He was laughing and smiling at the thought that the sky had been playing with him this entire time.
What a teaser he is, the sky.
“Oh, why the hell did I create them?” – God came and glanced down to earth and spot humans dismantling the magnificence of Mother Nature.
God was filled with utter remorse and deep wrath thinking of the mistake he had done, to think that his greatest creation would rule the world into perfection.
He had no idea that one day earth would be filled with dirty narrow-minded people fighting for materialistic means more than emotions. He never thought that the defective piece would, at last, outgrow the genuine one.
He was up to his limits and was about to destroy human lives when he noticed the children planting trees, people taking care of the grownups, parents sacrificing their time for the betterment of their children, seeing children’s joy and laughter and knew at that precise moment that all was not completely lost.
“Oh, so there are good people among these wicked ones. Hope everything will turn out fine at last.” With high hopes, he smiled and went.
Written for FIVE SENTENCE STORY PROMPT #6
She is like a jellyfish. As cute as a squishy toy and yet so cuddly than the softest pillow that ever existed.
She is a princess of the high ocean tides that rules and colours my feeble heart in gowns of pink. With a touch as soft, yet stingingly so striking that it captures the essence of my heart away from me.
She yearns for adventure as it is in her blood with dreams and aspirations as electrified as the touch of a jellyfish. With hopes that one day, would make her reach the peak and shout that she succeeded and I’m looking at her from the side and smiling.
Written for Three Line Tales, Week 77
“Mommy, what is that? Is that a staircase?”
Jack a boy of 5, young and cute and was full of curiosity. He was on his way back to the city.
“Yes, that is a staircase.”
“But it’s so different than what we have in the city. That looks so wrecked.”
“Because that step was not made by professional people like what we have in the city. That was merely made by some local people.”
“Isn’t walking on that hard? There is no regular pattern, nothing to hold on to and we can slip easily on those.”
“But son, remember that we can’t gain anything in this world without any hardships. Even the stairway to heaven looks more raggedly and is filled with more obstacles than those.”
Written for FFfAW Challenge-Week of July 18, 2017
Captain Sheridan was a pirate. He was a grey bearded old geezer, and the captain of the ferocious pirate ship that rules the tides of the seas.
“Ahoy, me laddies. We are near our journey’s end to procure my loot. Raise the colours.”
The pirate flag was hoisted. Everyone was filled with utter enthusiasm. They’ve reached the destination – the isle of the Fountain of Youth.
They drop their boat to the waters and rode off to the shores of the island. They walked through the deep vines and bushes and reached the mouth of a cavern.
“ENTER HERE THOSE WHO ARE WORTHY OR YOU’LL RUE THIS DAY.”
They spot skeletons all over the place. Fear ascended in the crew members hearts.
“Avast ye, this cavern smell danger.” – One of the crew members said.
“Don’t fear laddies. No fear should strike ye all down. Come on.”
They all went inside the cavern and spot a tablet of rock with something written. In the tablet, it inscribes – “Take what thee desire. But desires have a high price. He that drinks from this water shall gain only to lose.”
“This is old seadog tale. Come on me laddies.”
They went on to find the most beautiful fountain ever seen by mankind. The exquisite beauty of the fountain structure with a statue of a mermaid holding a pot from which water runs down was a sight to behold. They went forth and looked into the water. The water was crystal clear, yet glazing as the sunlight beam flashing inside.
“I alone shall drink from this. No one else touches this water.”
He bent down and drank the waters and stood straight. He looked at himself and saw no change in his appearance.
“So, all this was scallywag rubbish. This is not the fountain of mystical power. Arrr… Blow this piece into smithereens.”
His crew member destroyed the fountain into pieces. The captain’s rage was filled to the level. But suddenly light shown before him and his body started changing. He has turned back to his young age. Bold and brave.
“Blimey! I’m back to me old self. Open the deck and rum for all.”
They returned back to see a devastating sight on the sea.
“Look there, sea creature on a rampage.”
“Oh, Shiver me timbers, my ship, that where me son is.”
“Look, our boat is missing too.”
They stood helpless watching as the sea monster destroyed the ship and killed everyone on it including the captain’s son.
“Oh, why did this has happened to me? Now I’m back to my youth but have sent my young lad to Davy Jones’ Locker. The black spot soon will condemn us.”
Suddenly the island began to sink into the waters. The crew members began running and screaming, but the captain kneeled in the fresh white sand and cried. He had corrupted that holy isle and so received the outcome along with the island.
Written for Weekly Writing Prompt #98
Everyone loved playing Hide and Seek and that’s why the children always play it.
“1, 2, 3… 99,100. Ready or not, here I come.”
He searched for his friends everywhere he could. He went through the courtyard of the houses, went through the edges of the bushes, and looked everywhere else.
“There, saw you.”
He accomplished in finding most of his friends. Everyone was laughing and smiling in utter joy.
“Timmy, come have your lunch.” – His mother called and he went home.
But there was still one boy, hiding somewhere in his secret hideout thinking and grinning of his awesome hiding place, yet wondering why no one has come in search of him.
Written for This Week’s Challenges: July 16 – 22 (OWPC & WW)