A Wayside Plant

Credits: Rockfortrookie
Credits: Rockfortrookie

Her heart skipped a beat. There he was again. Every time she came out of her cabin, he was there. Was it just a coincidence or was he dying to see her too? Did he give false reasons as well? Just so as to meet her? She hoped so.

He had spoken to her once before; on farewell day at college. He was a shy and a brilliant student. She had never failed to notice his dressing and his mannerisms. He hadn’t met her before, but she had seen him every day of her college life. She had followed him, around the college. She had sat behind him in the canteen and savoured every moment without his knowledge. She was fully aware of his every move, every word. After all, love can happen to anyone.

They met quite a lot at work. It was  inevitable since their cabins were so close, but there was no closeness between them, yet. He just ignored her like a wayside plant. He walked away. He seemed busy with some files, or so she convinced herself. She stood transfixed, looking at his retreating figure.

She sighed. So close, yet. So far.

Some day, he’ll learn to notice the roadside creepers and then, he’ll notice her too.

A favor is all he did

“Oops,”

She tripped. He helped.

Disaster.

 

This 6 word story is for the this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge – Flash Fiction

 



Here’s something I saw in the comments section of this challenge page. And I couldn’t get it out of my mind.

“It’s different when the blood’s yours.” – Well said Lara!

Letters Everywhere

Codes are strange. Even though I can’t code, most of my friends are coders who laugh at the thought that codes are complex. For them, coding is passion. For me though, passion is writing.

They’re all letters, anyway.

Coder 2

 

This photo is for the Daily Post – Photo Challenge.

The Rime of the Ancyent Marinere

April is National Poetry Month. And although I didn’t publish a single poem of my own, this is the time to celebrate poetry.

Water water everywhere
Image credit: Google Images

It’s kind of funny how this poem, first published in 1798, is relevant still.

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

This has become the state of our world now. We have water — too much of it — but it won’t quench our thirst. Blame it on global warming, or air conditioners or even the UV rays.Whatever it is, it’s melting snow, and all we have left is water. And it’s useless.

Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

Why am I posting this?

Enjoyed this poem and thought you should too.

You’re welcome.

“It’s all about you… and a little bit about me too”

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Julian Assange and Benedict Cumberbatch keep popping up inside my head every now and then.

Of course, I’m talking about ‘The Fifth Estate’ the 2013 movie based on WikiLeaks’ and Julian’s rise of fame on the internet.

To be honest, when WikiLeaks began to rise to the peaks leaking highly confidential information that seriously jeopardized the US government (See? The effect still hasn’t gone off!) I was genuinely interested. Just like so many others. Then, like most people, the matter faded away. Last I heard of Julian Assange, he was arrested and there were protests worldwide demanding his release.

Fast forward a three years. I grew up, (What a pity!) and a couple of months earlier I began to be crazily interested in BBC’s Sherlock TV series. I watched all three seasons in a hurry. When I was looking for more, I found ‘The Fifth Estate.’

It brought back so many old memories. I did some digging. Went back to the website after ages, and came across an article that said something about a “letter.” From Julian Assange to Benedict Cumberbatch.

I so wanted to read that letter. It was on the WikiLeaks website. Unedited, as always.

Long letter short: Julian wasn’t happy about the movie idea. He said the script was based on two books, which told the untruth. He tried to convince Benedict to step away from the project.

I must say, there was so much conviction in that letter that I was surprised that Benedict didn’t walk away.

So that was the reason, I knew I should watch the movie. The movie that, despite Julian claiming said all lies about him and his employees at WikiLeaks, came out and — I guess — ran successful.

After Sherlock, I became a Benedict fan. I watched the movie, partly for him. And I wasn’t disappointed. Great acting, not to mention the dialogues.

I’d say the movie was quite posed neutrally, in such a way that in the end, you neither hate nor like Assange. But the final few scenes did show him a little negatively.