55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that renders a work of fiction within a word limit of 55 words. It is a contemporary form of expression which is greatly thriving among the neoteric writers. This is the third one in the series.
“I wish he could move on.. ravage my memories and start all over. I am not a part of his world anymore. He has to embrace his dreams and strive for happiness... regain his paradise and not lament over the lost one. Three months.. every night I still wistfully gaze at him, whimpering to sleep.”
55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that renders a work of fiction within a word limit of 55 words. It is a contemporary form of expression which is greatly thriving among the neoteric writers. This is the sequent to the last microfiction.
“A soul.. I am not meant to retain empathy or pathos. But his distress provokes an unbearable pain within me. I fail to seek solace in tears. My tears have forsaken me.. They deny to escape my eyes.
Two weeks.. every night I watch him slouch onto the desolate bed, striving to blink away his tears… ”
55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that renders a work of fiction within a word limit of 55 words. It is a contemporary form of expression which is greatly thriving among the neoteric writers. A few more microfictions may follow to elucidate and make headway for this concise account.
“His arms had been the warm coven I had often crumbled into. Tonight there is a void. I kneel by his bed as I watch him reach for me in his sleep.. in vain. For the world, I am departed. But I shall be here.. always, discerning his pain, but unable to comfort him.”
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I have never done one of these before, but there is a first time for everything. So here it goes. Thank you Megha for tagging me and giving me this opportunity.
Some Useless Facts About Me:
·What is your current obsession?
How I Met Your Mother.. I am so obsessed with it, that a lapse of even one episode becomes the impetus for my distress.
·What are you wearing today? A smile! Thats my favourite attire.
·What's for dinner today?
Banana and Mandarins (No I am not on diet, I am just being lazy in the facade of eating heathy)
·What's the last thing you bought? Eggs, Bananas and Joghurt! Oh wait, I also bought glass beads of diameter 4-10µm, 12mm cover slips, Poly-Lysine and fluorescently labelled BSA. (Its alright to not know what these things are.)
·What are you listening to right now?
Ab Mujhe Raat Din – Sonu Nigam
·What do you think about the person who tagged you? I do not know her personally. But her blog reflects her personality. She is an amazing blogger with a taste for the zing. She also has a cool photo blog.
·If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
I would want it to be on wheels, or (preferably) with wings so that I can whiz to my favourite location according to my mood :D To have the perfect view, the perfect weather, the perfect people.
·What are your must-have pieces for summer?
Sunglasses :D
·If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? To the beach, warm sand at my feet and cool breeze in my hair J
·Which language do you want to learn? I love to learn languages. I know quite a few, but Latin and Hebrew are my dream languages.
·What’s your favourite quote?
Numerous.. But I shall share a few.
“The most important things in life aren't things!“
“Look at life through the windshield, not the rear-view mirror.“
“Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.“
·Who do you want to meet right now? My best friends and my cousins. Its been a long time since I last saw them.
·What is your favourite colour?
Black, Red, and Turquoise
·Give us 3 styling tips that work for you. Huh.. no idea.. not really the stylish types.
·What is your dream job?
Dream job.. no job would be my dream job. As much as I love science, reading and a number of other things, I love to do things independent of deadlines.
·What’s your favorite magazine? Haven’t read magazines in a long time now.. But Reader’s Digest used to be my favourite.
·If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? Not sure.. Maybe a cool music player.
·What do you consider a fashion faux pas?
Weird coloured eye shadows :P
·Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon? Kareena Kapoor
·What kind of haircut do you prefer?
Lazer
·What are you going to do after this? Probably have dinner and watch random stuff.
·What are your favorite movies?
They are many more than I have space and patience to mention here.
·What inspires you?
The world around me is inspiring. Every new dawn brings inspiration. The sunset gathers new motivation.
·What do your friends call you most commonly? Whoa.. tonnes of nicknames.. Isha, Mots, Anny, Teddy Bear etc.
·Would you prefer coffee or tea?
Tea – with milk and sugar , the British way or actually ‘The Indian Way‘
·What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed? Try to cheer myself up.. what else!!
·What makes you go wild?
Deception
·Which other blogs do you love visiting? All of my bogger friends. I love exploring new blogs too.. some of them turn out to be unexpectedly good.
·Favorite Dessert/Sweet?
Oho.. my favourite question! All of them.. Gulab Jamun, Barfi, Halwa, Jalebi, Black Forest Cake, Strawberry Mousse.. and the list goes on.
·How many tabs are turned on in ur browser right now? Seven. I am a super multi-tasker J
·Favorite Season?
Winter In India and Summer In Europe
·If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me? Oh whatever U like.. I can manage most things.
·What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you? Greet them with a smile J They would be forced to smile back at you.
·What are you afraid of the most?
Cockroaches, spiders and all such creepy insects (Yes, I am a GIRL girl.. Go on make fun of me. I may fight Dinosaurs and Lions but I will go bonkers when braced against a swarm of cockroaches.
·When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? I need more sleep.. and maybe a holiday :P
·What brings a smile on your face instantly? Friends.. a simple‘hi’from them, their love or just a thought.
·A word that you say a lot? WOW.. I think thats the word I say or actually write most often.
·When was the last time you did something nice?
Nice.. does feeding mice count? Or no.. wait.. I joined the roar for ‘Saving The Tiger’
·What would you do if you were made President of India for one day? There are tonns of issues to deal with. One day would be too less, so I would just lean back and enjoy the Power.
·Do you Know who Master SHIFU is? Of course!! He is funny. But Panda is better.
So now to do the rituals I shall tag some of my friends and/or blog-friends. If you despise tags and them as a farce, then you are excused. If not then I insist that you complete this tag and share with the world all the useless facts about you. Cheers.
I am Coby and I am in love with the forest. The dense verdant canopy which forms a sky underneath the sky, the splashing and cascading river with pellucid water which forms a life underneath life are so fascinating. The fragrance of the wild flowers, the droning of bumblebees and the twittering of birds, soar my spirits. I have not been in this world for too long, but since the time I could rise on my feet, I have been galloping around all over the forest with Lily, while Mother gathers food for us. I know every nook and corner of the forest like the back of my hand. Lily is younger and dreamy. Mother has apprised me every now and then to defend her from all the imperceptible threats that lay in our way. How I love the adventures in the forest. Every new day I learn something new, a new mystery unfolds before me.
But I am aware that I am born into difficult times, a time of crisis. The enemy are out there to get us, all of us. Mother has designated them with the epithet of ‘The Destroyers’. They have wrecked many forests and slain many of us. Every night before going to bed, Mother recites to us the tales of courage and valor of our forefathers. But both of us know that the best story was that of Father, of how his bravura succumbed to the prevarication of the cunning and formidable enemy. He had renounced his life to keep us secure. How I covet to step into Father’s shoes and take care of Lily and Mother. Everyday I scrutinized my reflection in the river, but I look nothing like Father. I still look like yesterday, short and callow.
One misty and gray afternoon, I was roused from my catnap by a boisterous bang somewhere close by. I heard queer voices but I had no idea what all this was about. Mother had cautioned me of such recondite circumstances. I looked to my side, Lily was still fast asleep. The clandestine clairvoyance in me took over. Carrying Lily gently, I moved to the arcane site by the prodigious ‘Peepal tree’ we had discovered few days ago. We sheltered there until evening, waiting for Mother to return. Dusk turned into night, but there was no sign of Mother. The enemy was everywhere. I had never seen them before. They appeared bizarre and eerie. My anxiety escalated and we were growing restless. I could not fathom what they may hanker from us. Why they were bent on obliterating each one of us.
As these thoughts fleeted across my mind, I caught a glimpse of Mother. Her majestic and beautiful embodiment, now lifeless, was being carried away by the biped and ‘more civilized’ enemy. The sun rays reflected from her golden pelage. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I had to be persistent and tenacious. I had to fend Lily. Lily let out a dismayed moan. The moan set the enemyon our trail. I knew the enemy was stronger, faster and smarter, so we had only one choice, the choice of ensconcing ourselves. Since then we have been migrating from one covert site to another, leading our nomadic lives in fear of the two-legged enemy. Sometimes we go for days without food and sometimes we spend chilly nights on callous rocks. Scared… Lost… Lonely… Is that the life for us? I hope I can fend Lily until she turns into a graceful and magnificent ‘tigress’, just like Mother. The impetus for such barbaric acts by our more civilized and ‘humane’ peers still evades me. But I survived, at least this time I did.
PS: Coby survived this time, may be not next time. There were so many others who didn’t survive. There are so many others who won’t survive. There are just 1411 left. It is time to take action and raise our voices for preserving our national animal.
Scared.. Lost.. Lonely.. It is not the life for our tigers. Learn more and join the roar here.
We were not blessed with higher functioning brains so that we can threaten the existence of every other thing created by God. We were empowered with exceptional cognitive and intellectual skills to protect and preserve the flora and fauna complementing our existence. By our selfish and ignorant actions we are not just mutilating other living beings and our mother earth, but we have damned ourselves to the perils of nature. And there will come a day when mankind will cease to thwart nature’s wrath.
Just a lost soul.. wandering the streets of life. In quest for the light to guide me. Looking for the words to unleash my thoughts and reflect the world around me.
