Whenever we are faced with a situation, we immediately try to move in singular paths towards finding a solution for it. But most often, the answer arrives when we begin to walk the other paths.
The little boy stood in the corner, watching the other children play. He had come down from his home on the second floor when he heard the children talking downstairs. He desperately wanted to play with the kids, and be a part of the gang. But that wish had never materialized so far. Soon enough,… Continue reading A Longing for Belonging
A perspective change happens when we look at the same things from a different point of view. From our point of view, the sun rises and sets. But from the earth’s point of view, she is simply changing sides.
It was Jupiter who noticed the chatter first. He was just out there, minding his own business when the noise of incessant chatter fell upon his hearing. In the beginning, Jupiter tried his best to ignore the noise. But like I said, the chattering was incessant and began to take its toll on his mental… Continue reading To Resolve a Conflict
As the distractions of the virtual world churn within the mind, it is these very distractions that become loudest thoughts and loudest voices within our heads. Everything from the undeniable need to constantly check our smartphones to constantly checking on our kids is the result of the wandering of the mind.
The little girl also knew enough to understand that every boon had an Achilles heel, and that every boon came with its own weakness – that hole somewhere for God to make that, “Ah! But you did not state it like that, my child,” statement.
With every step that she took towards her home, her mind took a step back towards her son. Would he able to set up the model correctly?
The woman sat there looking out of the window, fists wound tightly, and teeth clenched, screaming inside her head. The woman, who was a personification of a petite person on the outside, was Hulk on the inside.
The boy looked at the glass of white liquid which his mother had kept on the table for him to drink. He wrinkled his nose at the sight of the glass.
The Giantess sighed heavily. “I want to stop,” she declared very tiredly. “I want to stop and go to sleep for a while. Tell me how to stop, my love.”
The little whale’s parents began to grow very worried about the little whale. They wondered how it would take to the blue when it grew up. Adult whales must do that, you know.
Supersonic Boy enjoyed his bumpy ride until he reached the end of the tunnel. And then, there was nothing. The tunnel was closed on the other side.
With nowhere to go, Supersonic Boy was stuck.