Who am I?

I am the universe’s remnants crammed up into decades worth of bad experiences; I am an extension of every star there is. I am the result of more than a million years of evolution, which maybe went a bit southwards. I am the product of all my achievements divided by the sum of my failures.

The grim game of Gods

He has fewer friends, he is an introvert. But he is never second when he needs help and he will repay everybody who has helped him. Two folds even. But he detests social contact and avoids it irrefutably. As the vehicle twists and turns following the roads etched across the hills, I see his mind cloud; similar to the mist enveloping the hills. He wanted this trip with his parents so badly, and now that they are almost on the finish line, he wants it to continue forever. Like a loop. These seven days of his life repeated over and over again until he felt tired of it. But for now, he wished he could continue the iteration… “Imagine the effect this will have!” remarked C-89. It would be a lie to say he wouldn’t enjoy the consequences, but then they were slaves of hardened logic; heavier than iron. Not willing to bend even a little on its own.

Picture Prompt#6

The Namluks were a mythical bunch. They had strange but exquisite and magnificent animals humongous in shape, carrying entire cities on their backs. Wrapped in gold, these animals were known as Tamud-Halil or ‘The bearer of cities’ in the local dialect. It was the era of the dinosaurs and the era of humankind; both of … Continue reading Picture Prompt#6