Theme: Illusion
He woke up with a startle.
Was this a nightmare? Or was this real?
Was he really lying on the hospital bed? Or was that also part of a dream that he was still having?
What was reality and what was an illusion was something he had to decipher.
The hash brownies had played their trick.
Theme: Passion
For ten years, she went to the beach every day. She felt the waves talk to her and come close to her, sometimes touching and caressing her body and sometimes teasing and going away. This was pure passion.
She stopped going to the beach, the day she realized that these waves will always go back.
Theme: Children
The first raindrop was enough to send us into a frenzy. Rushing out with our paper boats, ready to jump into puddles without a care about the world. No stress of daily rigmarole nor the rigour of the daily grind. Free spirit and a clean and creative mind.
Childhood was a great stage of life.
Theme: Sand
Ranbir was born with a silver spoon. All his wishes got fulfilled, making him believe that owning everything was his birth right.
When he started dating Radhika, he started getting possessive about her, which suffocated her.
He did not realize that a relationship is like sand – tighter the grip, sooner it goes out of hand.
Theme: Dust
It was brought home with great fanfare. The entire neighborhood came to congratulate us. Soon, it became an integral part of our lives, with all events happening around it. It was witness to our joy and sorrow over the years.
Today, the black and white TV is gathering dust with no-one willing to buy it.
Theme: Invent
Churning out stories from thin air!
Creating something on a page, where nothing existed moments ago. With every word, a chain is formed. A series of such chains is what leads to a creation. Sometimes the word limit of 55 keeps the chain small. But, if this is not an invention, then what is?
Theme: People
There were hundreds of them. All had come together to show their humane side. Each of them believed that they were a good human being. As soon as they entered the alley, they were greeted with a row of mirrors. Not a single reflection of people. Each mirror reflected a beast, their inner evil!