Showing posts with label Story-time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story-time. Show all posts

Apr 30, 2014

AtoZ #26 - Zen

Zen

First stay still. Then stay till..
- GS

Image courtesy : Steve Johnson

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GS

Apr 29, 2014

AtoZ #25 - Yesterday

Yesterday

Time machine project. Deadline revised. Yesterday.

- GS

Image courtesy : Brian Weaver

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GS

Apr 28, 2014

AtoZ #24 - Xerox

Xerox

Xerox acquires cloning research company. Diversification.
-GS

Image courtesy : Dan Foy

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GS

Apr 24, 2014

AtoZ #21 - Unknown

Unknown

Sought the unknown. Dived. Bottom missing!

- GS

Image courtesy : Nektarios Sylligardakis

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GS

Apr 22, 2014

AtoZ #19 - Stone Age

Stone Age

Salesman : Cutting-edge technology, Sir. 
Customer : Wow !

- GS

Image courtesy : Eden, Janine and Jim


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GS

Apr 17, 2014

AtoZ #15 - One-size-fit-all

One-size-fit-all

Cinderella hunt. Prince tired. Modifies search.

-GS

Image courtesy : Anna Jones


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GS

Apr 15, 2014

AtoZ #13 - Moon

Moon

"Armstrong? Virginity-status is taboo. Don't ask"
- GS

Image courtesy : Marc Van Norden

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GS

Apr 14, 2014

AtoZ #12 - Love

Love

Love cleansed him. Definitely. But reparatively. 
- GS

Image courtesy : Selfishcry

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GS

Apr 11, 2014

AtoZ #10 - Job

Job

Nine to five. Countdown begins. 4:51!
-GS

Image courtesy : Global Reactions



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GS



Apr 10, 2014

AtoZ #9 - Investor

Investor

Pun writer invested. Became laughing stock. 
- GS

Image courtesy : Simon Cunningham

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GS

Apr 9, 2014

AtoZ #8 - Hindsight bias

Hindsight bias

Apocalypse survivor proclaims "I knew it!". 
- GS

Image courtesy : Carandol Eraphodian

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GS

Apr 8, 2014

AtoZ #7 - Grammar

Grammar

One gerund changed everything. Text. 'ing'. 
-GS

Image courtesy: Jhaymesisviphotography

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GS

Apr 7, 2014

AtoZ #6 - Freud

Freud

Fuck! It's all just that. Eureka!
- GS

Image courtesy : Enrico


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GS

Apr 4, 2014

AtoZ #4 - Dudes

Dudes

Doood! He's fake. Pronounces it right. 
- GS

Image courtesy : Cheryl VanStane

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GS

Apr 3, 2014

AtoZ #3 - Clock

Clock

I own a time-machine. Vintage edition!
-GS

Image courtesy : rosmary

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GS

Oct 13, 2013

"Me too"


Have you ever played with a rain drop at the window seat of a train? Moisture will embrace the window bars as a thin coat. A pristine tiny drop takes the initiative and starts to move a horizontal path along the bar. On its way it accumulates more wetness and grows in weight till it reaches a tipping point. And you observe all this drama unfolding with an outstretched palm waiting for the drop to gently bless you with a touch. The trick is in judging where the drop decides to fall and being there just at the right time and the right spot to receive it. Just like love! The iron bar of the window is time. Love, like the rain drop, gathers momentum as it travels along time and at some tipping point it decides to burst and reach out. If there is an outstretched palm waiting for the fall just at the right time, magic happens!

It's been a while and it is about time this happens. They simply did not know who should play the role of the drop and who should wait at the window seat. Somehow they both preferred the window seat. Enough signs were exchanged often that the palm is outstretched and waiting. May be they were just waiting for the rain. 

Aug 22, 2013

Strange Love



It had been a particularly long and mundane day that called for some unwinding in style. As dusk fell, I went to the terrace of my home to meet them. Darkness had blanketed the street and the neighbours were too busy to notice. The home is not a luxurious high-rise apartment. It is a normal second floor residence that gets rented out to a normal bachelor living a normal life. But the terrace is just the right height for this. Tall enough to escape the street light’s glare but just low enough to see them in the eye. In fact, this was one of the prime attractions for me to rent this house. I come here often to see them up close and talk to them.

It was humid even in the night. I waved them a warm greeting. They stood in silence. They were all around me but none moved an inch. I knew. It had been a fair interval since our last lengthy conversation. They would take their time to come into the groove and connect with me. But I waited. I threw random questions at them all, one by one, in all directions, hoping that someone would break the ice. Then the tallest of them all waved in response. A gentle waft of breeze caressed my face. The conversation had begun. How I love these conversations with the trees neighbouring my terrace!