True Beauty

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

As i looked out of the window my first thought was “WOW!!”. After coming back to my senses a while later i started wondering about how my life would have been if we had stayed together.

Some choices are hard to make but some are harder to implement , God! i missed her.

I couldn’t change the past but i smiled at the thought of seeing her in a few hours.

If someone asked me,that moment what true beauty really is i would tell it is meeting your true love after a long time.

And of course tell the fool to look out of the window.

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The Best Invention no one has invented yet

“There  are no great inventions , just inspirations waiting to happen”. If i discover the best invention that no one has invented yet , i would be joining the league of Inventors and better still i will be a legend there. So invent!!, but wait! where is my inspiration?

Lost in our bizarre world of today , we seek to lose our imagination and our inspiration. And probably that is why there hasn’t been a best invention yet. And  since the honour is upon me now , i call upon a ancient thought that puzzled me , a thought hidden behind the palace of my mind , a lost inspiration.

The inspiration to understand the human nature , to understand oneself.

The question of who we are? why we are born ? what is the purpose of our life ? and numerous other questions that has confounded the common man and philosophers alike would be solved as easily and as soothing a feeling as there is , all by my invention.

But wait? How should i invent? How should i turn my lost inspiration to the invention that i propose it to be? Will i succeed where great men have spent years searching for the answer? Men the likes of Aristotle , Pluto , Karl MArx , Jesus , Buddha and the many more who have faded with time and memory.

I am not sure.

And thus i find another reason that stops an invention. Doubt. Self-doubt. My Doubt. And i stand here wondering if i can do it! I may or may not but i know i shall try and in trying i shall earn the satisfaction that has eluded so many others. And in trying i learn something very precious , hope.

My hope. And in trying it , in hoping that i can do it , i may find my  inspiration again.

And if my hope wins and i succeed and turn out to be the best Inventor , what should i do? Probably , publish? On my blog? or sell it to someone as we so often hear in the news , for billions? Will Google or Facebook buy it for a billion dollar and convert it to a software or an app? No matter how big the profit , i can’t do it. Because the journey to enlightenment is our own. Buddha thought that. The satisfaction is always personal.

And i am struck here , trying to invent something but all the while discovering myself!!. And that is the true invention for me. The cycle of inspiration , imagination , doubt , hope and satisfaction.

No there can’t be  a best invention because whatever you invent now is the best with respect to the time when you have invented it! And the tide of time always changes. Sometimes exponentially!

So the best invention if there is gonna be one, is always personal.
A moment lived .
A feeling cherished
A thought fulfilled.

And if we can do that , if we can understand ourselves ,we are the best inventors.

Enlightenment dawns!! but no, I am not the next Buddha.

 

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This is a post that i had written recently for a Blogathon contest.

The contest

Hello friends , i participated in a Blogathon that was conducted in a Engineering college in Bangalore. Here’s the link to my post ,  feel free to go view it! I am sure you are gonna like it! The more hits my post gets , i have a better chance of winning!

 

http://furoreblogathon.blogspot.in/2014/04/nitin-bnmit-best-invention-no-one-has.html

The sudden life

copyright-Kent Bonham

copyright-Kent Bonham

 

“It was meant to be.”

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2 hours earlier 

“Darsh go fix the lights , i have an important ad to shoot tomorrow.”

“But sir , he won’t let me.”

“Who won’t?”

“Forgive me sir , i shall fix it.”

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1 hour earlier

“Why the hell is it not fixed yet?”

“Because he is not letting me do it, sir”

“Nonsense, do it now or ..”

“The lights , look at it , he is there”

“OMG!! What in the seven worlds was that?”

“That sir , is he. The sudden life.”

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2 days later

” I have lost my job , Darsh. What was the sudden life ?”

“Electricity sir.”

 

 

Moon Light

48-02-february-23rd-2014

 

 

” Look at him , isn’t he lovely?”

“Yes, son. He is”

“I wonder why he stays so lonely.”

“That’s because there isn’t anyone who truly understands what he does , maybe huh?”

“Dad he just gives us light.”

“Light ,maybe. Hope? Definitely.”

“Hope of what?” 

“Of a new phase in life , that we aren’t completed every time. There’s gonna be mistakes , difficulties , betrayals. But then once in a while we are full , we are who we are , that’s hope.”

“That’s a very different perspective dad.”

“Yes , but then guess why he is really so lovely and makes us what him.”

“No idea.”

“That son is a mystery to mankind. But i feel the closest answer is that he watches our loved ones while we sleep. That way we know they are safe. I always knew he was watching your mom even before i met her.”

 

 

 

Sunrise

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly Flash Fiction prompt based on the photo supplied below. If you wish to take part, the idea is to write a piece of fiction of around 100-200 words (usually called flash fiction). You can participate here.

46-02-february-9th-2014

 

 

Eegro was worried.

The sun was late and it never had been before , not in a thousand years.

” Seinter , assemble the Angels”  he ordered.

With a group of fifty Angels he entered the Dimension Portal to descend near the Sun. They were there in less than a second.

There was no breach , no war , no death.

There was no attack from the demons.

The Sun was not well. He did rise after a while but he wouldn’t be up for long and they all knew the end was getting near.

Eegro was more worried.

spf

 

Dark Lies

It all happened on that day.

A day lost in the countless manveour of time. A far stretched lie that destroyed the Kingdom of Danteron.

It wasn’t the dragons, it wasn’t the dwarfs.

Humans as they call us are more complex, more intriguing. It was a human called Firtanhe.

He came as silently as a small wind , slept on the streets , ate very little. But it was his eyes that gave him up. The underneath intellect that lay hidden was too vast to be ignored or acknowledged. It was intriguing.

His rise wasn’t swift but it was noticed. His approach to problems were queer but optimal. He became a local legend. A year later , a governor and after 2 years the favourite adviser to the King.

Others resented him , some admired him. Although everyone were afraid.

He walked the streets with a certain stride , a confidence that was too confident , a fearlessness that invoked fear. He never smiled. He never talked. He whispered.

It was his whisper that spread , a kind of frenzy that drove people to follow him. To do whatever he said. They feared him , but also loved him.

He became more important than the King.

When an anonymous letter reached the kings hands that warned him of the impending danger to his kingdom by Firtanhe , it was burned in anger.

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No one knew what happened that day.

Only that it lasted a day. The entire city lay in ruins , the army destroyed , the people killed and the king dead.

Only one man stood above the hills , looking at the remains that were caused by him ,  a faint pride mixed with sadness erupted in his eye.

He moved on.

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No one knew what happened that day.

The entire city erupted in joy , the army hooted , the people rejoiced and the king wept.

Only one man would have done it , saving the city as he had.

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It was whispered that the story was manipulated , that it was all dark lies.

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Now onto this week’s one-word prompt.
 

MANIPULATE (transitive verb)

1: to treat or operate with or as if with the hands or by mechanical means especially in a skillful manner
2a : to manage or utilize skillfully
b : to control or play upon by artful, unfair, or insidious means especially to one’s own advantage
3: to change by artful or unfair means so as to serve one’s purpose : to doctor