FF: Mad Scientist

Pic Courtesy: G.L.MacMillan

She is the prettiest and the most popular girl in college.

 I am the invisible science guy. So, what? 

Does that mean she won't love me?

She, her football captain boyfriend and their friends calls me the ‘"Mad Scientist”. Yes! I am the Mad Scientist who is madly in love with her.

And Who says science cant make someone fall in love?

This Love potion I have made for the last 20 months has ensured that she will be mine “Forever”

*A voice comes from deep inside his heart*

Does she really love you?

Love Can't be Forced, It Happens

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers by  Rochelle Wisoff - Fields, 31st July

TT: Mushroom

A few fruits and vegetables were unhappy of the way they look. So, one day they all went to God and said

Broccoli: "I have so much hair on my head, I have a bad hair day everyday"
All leafy vegetables and cauliflower agreed

Potato said "I am round, fat and I feel so boring"
Tomato and all round vegetables agreed to it

Cucumber said "I am so tall and of a stupid shape"
Banana like fruits and Veggies agreed to it

Mushroom was standing alone in the last, silent, with its head down

God asked Mushroom "Why are you quiet Mush Child"

Mushroom looked up and said "Did you make a Man and me together? I don't even want to think what i look like"

All the vegetables and fruits grinned and agreed

This post is written for Thursday Theme - Mushroom

WODW: Pain

I am not going to think when I write this story. Actually, this story doesn't need any thinking. Its my story. It's what I went through and it has made me what I am today.

In 2006, I met with a semi fatal road accident. I badly crushed my right hand under the wheels of a carrier truck.
I was in the hospital, for 8 months and went through 19 surgeries for this, and I went through gazillion physiotherapy's for 3 years.

In the mean time, I went through an emotional turmoil, on the verge of breaking down and committing suicide because I had an irreparable scar on my hand.
I lost many friends, my boyfriend broke up with me.
A lot of money went into my treatment, so we had a bad financial phase.
All that unbearable physical pain after every surgery
I lost 2 years of my college.

What I learnt?
I learnt that, a scar or not I am beautiful the way I am
The people who accept me the way I am are my friends, a man who accepts me with my flaws is the man I would want to be with
Money comes and goes, i can earn it again, a little cutting down here and there and, life is good
I may have completed my education late, but I am talented and I have proved i to people who demeaned me, that I am nothing but the best
Pain is temporary. Its there to remind me that I am not weak.


Today, when i look back, I realize that this accident has made me a very strong woman inside, nothing can break me easily.

I realized,

Pain was just God's way of melting my weakness away

This post is written for -Write or Die Wednesdays  by Mia of The Chronicles of Chaos and Vashelle of Shelly’s Cabaret 

FSF & TT: Bubble

She believed in true love and fairy tales

She believed that one day his knight in shining armor shall come some day

She believed in her dreams

He came into her life, to burst her bubble

And now, she believes in no one

This post is written for Five Sentence Fiction - Bubble on 27th July 2015
This post is re-submitted for Theme Thursday - Bubble on 6th August 2015

TT: Rain

From Pinterest

When you are sad

You cry in the rain

When you are happy

You dance in the rain

When you are peaceful

You sit at the window and admire the rain

When you are angry

You go get wet in the rain

When you are with the one you love

You kiss in the rain

When you are stuck with a heavy luggage 

That's when my friend! Your personality shows in the rain

This post is written for Theme Thursdays, Rain

APED: Mirror

I am the Mirror of Personality

Not many dare to look at me

I show them that they never want to see

I show them what lie beneath thee

A pretty face, a wicked soul

An scarred face, a lovely soul

I show not what is skin-deep

I show the truth, I show what creeps

I am the Mirror of Personality

Not many dare to look at me

This post is written for A Prompt Each Day, Prompt 57

Mag 280: A story of Ancient Greece

A war in ancient Greece

Hades was there to fleece

Kidnapping Oh-so-pretty Helen

The Love of Orpheus was crest-fallen

Zeus, the master of God’s

With shields and swords

Blessed Orpheus with all the Gods

Out he went to save his girl, his dear one

That day it was Hades empire, that had fallen

When I saw this picture, I has only one sentence in my mind "Olumpus has Fallen" and from there it instantly went to Greek mythology

This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 280

WT: K.I.S.S

“The trouble with so many of us is that we underestimate the power of simplicity.”

— Robert Stuberg, author and speaker

I read a lot blogs and books. And frankly, I feel a connect with the blogs that use simple language and grammar. When I read a book or blog, I want to relax, I want to smile.

All the big words known only to a literature student or the words that have been sleeping  the dictionary make the whole post a little boring and gives the reader enough headache to close the book and go to sleep.

I mean, imagine

“That girl is so pulchritudinous “ It can be said as “That girl is so beautiful”

K.I.S.S – Keep it Short & Simple

This post is written for #100wordsonSaturday on Write Tribe

FF: I am always there for you

Image © Dee Lovering

I love the snow. I love the new wooden sledge that Dad has built for me. Last winter, I went sliding all day.Until, I got sick, very sick. I was in bed for long.

My Daddy, sat beside me and cried.I stood there told him to not cry, but he just kept crying.

I see this cross now says "Rest In Peace, We love you Son, Shawn Jan 2000 to June 2005"

I think I am dead, Am not really sure

I tell Daddy everyday, that I love him. I hug him every night.

I hope someday he realizes that I am here. I am with him always.

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, 24th July

WriteTribe: Keys to a happy marriage

In a marriage, some trivial things become very important to make the relationship strong.

Trust: As said by everyone, trust makes a relationship strong. True, but what if, one person in the relation is the insecure one.
Then the other has to build the trust. They have to keep reassuring to keep their partner feeling secure.
It might be annoying, but like I said. marriage is not a bed of roses, but it is a garden that needs nurturing.
If the insecure partner is not able to accept certain friendship, try to reduce the contact, chats, messages with that person.
If the insecure partner, is not able to accept certain relatives, sit with them, talk it out, be with them in any social gathering where that relative is also involved.
Id the insecure partner, is not comfortable with any particular colleague, as far as possible avoid conversations about that person. Try not to reply, to that colleague when you are with your partner.
Eventually, a year or 2 down the line, when the marriage is strong. All these instances wouldn't matter.

"I Love you" In a marriage, these 2 small words do play a big role. Saying "I love you" regularly and meaning it may bring a smile on your partners face. It make make them feel that "yes, I have someone who cares, who loves, who will be there for me"

Holding hands: "It is said that a touch can heal a 1000 scars on the soul." Imagine what a touch can do to a person whom you love and who loves you back.

Smile, Laugh more often, not only that it is good for a relationship, it also good for yourself.
If you are happy, you can make your partner happy in turn makes your relationship happy that makes your life happy.
Woow, so much happiness
Also, these moments that make you smile will be memories to talk about in the years to come

Fight, it may sound weird, but couples do fight, actually fight a lot. That doesn't mean a couple should have an abusive war. But, some fights are healthy. Every person is an individual and is entitled for an opinion. And not all opinions have to be in sync.Misunderstandings are normal. talking it out, Arguing is a form of understanding each other and partners preferences. That does make a relation strong.

Love, keep this feeling alive. You are married, so what? surprise your partner with a date, an unexpected gift, flowers, or even a small peck.
Love is ultimately the reason that a couple is together, Right?

3WW: Iron Man to Real Steel

Iron Man

Iron is an ore. All black in color. Dug from deep inside the earth.

Then its blasted in furnaces.

Goes through immense,  pressure, fire, heat and come out as clumps.

These clumps are then polished and processed and made into shiny, beautiful, strong, metallic steel with optimal strength

Real Steel

Just like us humans, we fall, we feel low and dark. We go through so much pressure, sadness, so much so that it beats us and melts us to nothings.

But, these experinces someday, make us strong. Strong enough to take up anything in life. And turn into steel.

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday, Metallic, Optimal, Polished

APED: Time

Ask the value of a decade, to a couple who have waited to have a baby after so long

Ask the value of a year to a student, who failed an exam by 1 mark

Ask the value of a month, to a mother who has delivered a pre-mature baby

Ask the value of a day, to a wife who is waiting for her husband to return from the war

Ask the value of an hour, to a lover who is going to meet his partner

Ask the value of a minute, to a person who just missed a major accident

Ask the value of a second, to a person who came second place in a race

Ask the value of time, to a person who is on his death bed

This post is written for A Prompt each Day, Prompt 50

Mag 279: Dreams

We shifted to this beautiful mansion in this small pretty town with beautiful stores.

My mansion, is a Victorian structure, with this beautiful spiral stairs which leads to my pretty room with the view of my garden with roses.

I dream a lot. I dream about different things. I love my dreams and many a times remember my dreams too.

This dream, I vivdly remember every detail, It has been recurring from the day I have come here.

In my dream, my digital alarm clock shown 3.11 am. I heard a knock on my door. I open the door and see someone in long gown the long hair over her face pointing on top of the stairs. I look up, to see myself hanging.

I wake up, all scared and sweaty. I look at the my clock the time is 3.11 am and I hear a knock on my door

This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 279

FF: Old Buildings

I click pictures of this place, because these buildings are beautiful and old. I am sure they will survive bomb attacks, I am not sure how many. I just wanted to keep my memory intact of what was here.

I don't want to lose the sight of these buildings, just like I lost the feel of my house that was standing here years before

I am a war survivor. I am the common man, who lost his family and friends years back. I am the one who has seen blood and bodies in this very street.

I am my past.

This post was written for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields - 17th July

APED: Sholay

Image Source (Attributes): Photographs by Gnangarra (via Wikimedia Commons)

I am not sure how many people are familiar with the Indian Superhit movie "Sholay"

The first thing that came to my mind when i saw this old oil lantern is Jaya Bachchan then Jaya Badhuri (Radha) in a white saree switching the lights off, when Amitabh Bachchan (Jai) is playing this music on his harmonica and looking at her from far

This post is written for A Prompt Each day, Prompt 46

3WW: Lonely

It's never boring around her

She always makes you laugh and stir

Like she has never seen loneliness and despair

Her smile can make the darkest day disappear

Only her heart knows, that behind that smile, there is a sad girl who yearns to be cared

This post is written for Three Words Wednesday (3WW or TWW) - 436 - Boring, Dark, Lonely

WODW: 5 Most Uncomfortable Moments in my Life

I can list down 5 things that make me most uncomfortable

My husband's ex to start with, I hate to see that bi***h's message on his phone, I get so "this" *that unexplainable feeling* when he goes with his group of friends and she is there.
I hate her comments on my husband's picture on Facebook.
She might be totally harmless, but anything she does makes me uncomfortable. Period

People are tired they sleep in buses, or any public transports, I agree
But, sleeping and falling on my shoulder when they sit next to you. No ways!Uggghh!

People at work standing behind me seeing what is open on my monitor or shuffling papers on my desk or checking out my mails. Some things are personal. Bug Off!

In a group of friends, one couple in the same group, are all coo-chi-cooing and baby talking each other. Heylow! We know you are head-over-tails in love but keep it to yourself Eh!.

Wailing kids in airplanes and movie theaters. I am here to forget all my stresses and enjoy a movie, I DO NOT want a wailing kid on my hair.


This post is written for -Write or Die Wednesdays  by Mia of The Chronicles of Chaos and Vashelle of Shelly’s Cabaret - 

FSF: Scorching

I pass by them every morning, their kids wouldn't be older than 5 or 6.

The stay in the pavements, they eat left-overs, they wear torn 100 times re-stitched clothes and shoes.

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Their kids, play in scorching sun, their men work in every condition, their houses don't have electricity or water

The term luxury for them is a someones hand-downs that aren't torn.

Still they  have friends to rely on, and a huge smile on their face, that SMILE! My friend, is the most beautiful, and that Smile is priceless

This post is written for Lillie McFerrin, Five Sentence Fiction - Scorching

APED: Write

"Write" What do I write?
Experience
What do I write?
Life

No one in this life tells you your story, You write your own story of life.
How do you write it is up to you.
You can be sad, cry, loathe, hate your job, hate people around yoy, hate the place you live in and make a sad story of your life.
else
You can be happy, smile, make others smile, make friends, fall in love, love the place you live in. travel places, get your heart broken, have fights, patch up, party and have a story of life that people would love to live.

Writing a story of life is no magic, until you make the story sound magical

This post is written for A Prompt each Day, Prompt 43

Mag 278: Walk Away

I loved you from the bottom of my heart

I stood with you, even when you broke me part by part

I started walking away not because I didn't love you anymore

Neither did I walk away because our relationship has gone sore

I walked away, because I wanted to see, If you would come looking for me

What I look back and see

You were so quick to walk away

Shows that you never intended to stay

Someday, if you miss me remember what I say,

I never wanted to go, but you drove me away

This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 278

FSF: Sewage

Splinter *thinking to self* “Its not safe to carry the 4 babies through the city at this hour”

Kraang sees Splinter alone and decides to attack him, and pushing him into the sewage tunnel.

During, the  fight with Kraang, Splinter and his babies are exposed to a deadly chemical, and all of them go through a transformation.

Splinter becomes the “Talking Ninjutsu rat”, and his 4 babies are now called “Leonardo Raphael Donatello and Michelangelo”

Splinter teaches them all that he knows about Ninjutsu.

And they are our very own “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles”

I know this is not a sewage, but a tunnel. All I could think of was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles when I saw this picture. I could actually see 4 TNMT running through this place to save heir Papa Rat

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers by RochelleWisoff-Fields

WODW: Singer

I always wanted to play a piano in some restaurant  in Italy, singing romantic Italian songs. 

One evening I was really sad for some reason and I thought I should sing a song to myself.

I started with the only Italian song I know, I put in my headphones and started to sing along with it. I know I wasn't loud, but I don't know why the cops came at my door and asked "Has someone been stabbed in the house?"

I was like "What? Why?"

The cop said "We just heard some agonizing screams from your house"

I said "No sir,. I was singing"

Cop "Next time you try anything of that sort, I am going to get you arrested"

"If not me, someone will shoot you for sure"

That's the day I realized why my mother never got me a piano or allowed me to sing in the bathroom

This post is written for -Write or Die Wednesdays  by Mia of The Chronicles of Chaos and Vashelle of Shelly’s Cabaret - 

APED: Speech

My name is Simone, I am poor. I work really hard to earn my daily bread. I don't remember when I got myself a pair of new denims.

I still use my old faded denims with torn pockets. Eons back, the denim I have was a pride in my closet, with rhinestone studded pockets. I used to live in a lovely brownstone house. I lost my parents to an accident 8 years back.

I was alone, and lost then. I didn't know what to do.

I walked down to the river that flows through my town, I wanted to jump off that bridge, and go away to my parents, I stood  there crying for a long time.

Then I turned to go to my home, that had an "On Sale" board. It broke my heart. I was born in this house, I have seen my parents love bloom in this house. this house was my heart.

Bu, I was too broken inside to think about anything then, I didn't have my parents, I was dropped out of school, I didn't have no money, now soon I wouldn't have a house.

That's when I stumbled upon this chance, 

Thank you judges for choosing me. I didn't want to win for fame. I wanted o win to buy my brownstone house. I wanted to win to buy back my memories in that house.

Thank you

- I am Simone. I am the winner of Miss Universe 2088

This post is written for APED, Prompt. 38

FSF: Thief

That other woman, So treacherous

Her cruel intentions were hard to hide

I tried by best to be on guard always

She stole what I love the most

She stole not because she needed, She stole because it was mine, She stole because she was the thief

This post is written for Lillie Mcferrin - FSF: Thief

Mag 277: Imperfectly Perfect

Bathers, 1950 by George Tooker

I don't have shapely legs

I don't have a flat tummy

I don't have a bikini body,

But, I don't care what size I am

My flab's show that I work for a living, and have kids

So, I don't work out

My scars show that I have been through a lot in life and I still stand strong

So, I do not feel the need to hide

I go through life with a smile

Sometimes, I cry at alone for a while

I am never hard on myself

I am no perfect

But, hey! I am born to be Real, Not Perfect

This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 277

APED: So Much Love

You maybe innocent to not know what love is

You may not show me, that you love me

You may not love me, like the way I want you to.

But, I love you for loving me the way you understand.

This post is written for A Prompt Each Day, Prompt 36

FSF: Flames

Whenever I think about Kashmir, I think about him, I think about the day when it was raining bullets, the day when the beautiful valley of Kashmir was in flames, the day I first saw him, the day he saved me from being killed.

I was a fresh graduate then, trying to hunt a job in other parts if India, and that fateful day when a bombshell from across the border destroyed my home, that is the day I fell in love with a soldier from across the border.

I was with him, for the whole week, he fell in love with me too, we made such fiery passionate love. We knew we can never be together, he had a family back home.

Another day of round firing, another day of smoke and flames in this once a peaceful valley, another blessed day with the love of my life, but it wasn’t just another day for me, it was when He said he is going back home to his family and breaking all his ties with me, that day I knew I would never see him again, I held his hand and promised to wait for him.

My wish never got fulfilled, I haven’t married anyone, for my love for him that was a never small fire but a roaring flame, 40 years later, I sit here with my old diary where I had written “I Love you and will wait for you forever”, I still wait for my soldier to take me away

This post is written for Five Sentence Fiction - Lillie McFerrin,  Flames

3-Day Quote Challenge: Day 3 - Gone With The Wind

Says Rhett Butler from Gone With The Wind

Frankly, any girl who has ever read or seen Gone With The Wind  has been forever in love with the witty, charming, hot  and legendary Rhett Butler.

He is the perfect example of a very adorable rogue, his good looks have been a talk-of-the-town among women. 

Everything about him is so very adorable. Every quote said by him is an epic line on its own. Most of his responses are cynical and so apt

His I dont care personality, His bad boy reputation makes him sexier than ever.

He might be the bad boy but, he is the bad boy with a heart. The heart that loves the spiteful Scarlett (I hate her). Every girl I'm sure might have envied Scarlet atleast once in her life. he loves his mother and sister as well, also he is a gentleman at heart, it shows when he helps heavily pregnant Melanie.

He isn't shy about what he wants,  His family’s complete rejection left Rhett emotionally isolated, making him hide his soft heart and readiness to help others. Rhett sees himself in Scarlett, and he is convinced that only someone who is also a rebellious outcast would allow him to be an important part of her life. When Scarlett treats Rhett as an inferior, he focuses his affection on Bonnie, who he sees as the only person he will ever love unconditionally. Melanie Hamilton is able to see the gentler, nobler side of Rhett, and he in turn genuinely respects and admires her as he does few other people. After Bonnie and Melanie die, he loses his strength.
___

Rhett might seem like a strong man, but inside he was just a hurt man, who developed this "I dont care" attitude that would save him from any hurt in life.

This the my Day 3 and Quote 3 of the 3-day Quote Challenge

Today, I am not nominating anyone.

I don't have anyone to Thank, because I nominated myself for this challenge.

This is what the 3-Day Quote Challenge is all about.

1. Post one of your favorite quotes (different quote on each day) on three consecutive days. The quote can be from your favorite book, author, or your own.
2. Nominate 3 bloggers to challenge them.
3. Thank the blogger, who nominated you.

3-Day Quote Challenge: Day 2 - Scream

Picture Courtesy: http://www.picsnquotes.com

I chose this quotes because at some point in life everyone goes throw this feeling.
The point when, you want to weep real loud and scream real loud, but all you do is sta
y silent.
That silence is one powerful scream of your heart

Sometimes in life, you have a storm brewing inside your heart, all you want to do is scream out whatever is eating you inside, but you chose to stay silent.
That silence is one powerful scream of your soul

One day, the one whom you love dearly, walks away from you, breaking your heart, that day all you want to do is to hug them and tell them to not go. You have a tear in your eye then
That tear, that silence is scream of love

In the world, everyone who comes has to do, some day you lose someone who is very special to you. That day you wish you could hold their hand and say whatever you missed telling them, when they were alive, but instead you keep a bunch of flowers on their grave and walk away
That silent feeling in your heart is the scream of life

Live life now, Say whatever you want to say now, Laugh Now

I nominate Drama Queen, Ganga, and Meenu Iyer

I don't have anyone to Thank, because I nominated myself for this challenge.

This is what the 3-Day Quote Challenge is all about.

1. Post one of your favorite quotes (different quote on each day) on three consecutive days. The quote can be from your favorite book, author, or your own.
2. Nominate 3 bloggers to challenge them.
3. Thank the blogger, who nominated you.