wait for none

SWEAT          FATIGUE          PAIN          DARKNESS


People are going crazy and are screaming at the top of their voice…


You might be wondering if I am describing a scene of sadism, NO!

The Folks at this little town have gone bollocks and are trying to find a solution to a certain problem…

But why does it involve so much pushing?

Well, allow me to tell you from the start, it’s a short one , please bear with me…


The procrastinating perverts of TEMPSTOWN  have a new problem to deal with, two huge interconnected pieces of logs, one slightly longer, has appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the damn circular street.

Usually, people have come up with varied explanations, the weirdest of them claim it to be the “toothpick of the gods”.

Now, let me tell you the folks here are just like the playas from Sleepy Hollow sans that ghost or whatever the hell it was.

These bloody logs have obstructed the people from going to their favourite brothels, and there isn’t a way around, so, they have come to the conclusion that they will have to push the logs out of the way and that’s the first work that these lazybones are going to do in their lifetime, yes lifetime!!

They while away their time hunting Pokémon’s and turning their faces into the so-called pieces of art.

There are always cheats, and in Tempstown its no exception, in order to feed their horses, some dudes tried to jump over dem logs to go to the other side, but it isn’t as simple as you think,

No sooner did they land, they were shot right back at the end of the road in full pace.

I was standing there all along and didn’t even utter a single word, but this incident was way too much for me to bear, I asked the stout bearded man who was standing next to me about this fuss, he replied

“Suhm’(some) nuht(nut)  shaoued(showed) uuup(up)  todaee(today) mornin’(morning) and saaaid(said)

Yer TIME starts now and you be mah(my) Chienne now!”

They have to do their work on time from now on!

Tick tock Tick tock…


Hard and Soul


Are you there?

I really need to talk, have you any spare time?

Thank you so much…

Okay, I have a problem and I want to share that with you.

I will start from the very beginning so that you do not miss out on anything, this part is important so please pay attention…..

It’s been a month since I got married

No, it wasn’t a love marriage, I literally couldn’t see anyone because I am blind.

My father, a respectable government worker decided to marry me off to this honcho of a lawyer when I came of age.

At first, I didn’t like the prospect of being married, I didn’t want to leave my family behind to cater to some alien family,

Well that’s everyone’s case, isn’t it…

Silly me matured into adult me overnight and understood that it was the way the society worked and gladly stepped into its trap.

The marriage was sufficiently extravagant to uphold my father’s nature and stature while draining his hard-earned fortunes.

I thought about my in-laws being some crooked people who would enslave me and curtail my freedom,

Miraculously none of that happened

The house was so good, everyone cared about me….

Two people amongst many grew particularly close to me, the first one was my partner of course and the second person was this old gentleman who became a father figure to me, I called him “Jaan”.

Jaan and I were very close, when I grew tired of doing all the daily chores, I would rest my head in his lap and he would pat my back till I dozed off. My partner loved me very much, he kissed me every day before going to work and spoilt me like a little kid…

So, this does seem like a wonderland doesn’t it?

The perfect home that anyone can aspire to be in,right?

You might be wondering that I had called you to share a problem, but where is the problem??

Yesterday night, while going off to bed I asked my husband about Jaan as I didn’t see him for a long time,

He nonchalantly replied

“ What Non-sense dear! I am the only man in the house, father died years ago!!!

That’s why I always tell you to take your medicine on time…..”

I hope you understand my problem now…

Jaan are you even listening?

a photo composition showing me behind my hands
A photo-composition showing me behind my hands



The sun was beating down that day and people were engaged in a thrilling chase, I don’t who was chasing whom but I was having a fun time watching them from up here!

I could recognise one guy, though, who blames every outcome of his life on me, he was the one leading the pack!

Mounted on horses and with shiny swords on their hands, they were headed to a bridge, all fast and furious!

I thought that they were after the guys on the other side of the bridge, who were rearranging themselves to live for a few minutes more.

As they were almost about to cross the bridge and land on the other side, something funny happened, the boys on the other side cut the suspension ropes somehow and made the bridge swing down. The soldiers started to slip and fall, some hurt, some dead,

I’ll deal with them later…

But this guy isn’t the one to give up, he leapt from the back of the horse with the gleaming sword in his hand



He had sliced thin air into pieces!

At the last moment, his adversary was GONE!


And was left to eat dust!

Suddenly , he felt cold and in peace as if all the sorrows of the world had vanished,

It was only after a few minutes he realised that an arrow had pierced his chest



Even before his death, this knucklehead had started blaming me again for his outcome,

That’s why I decided to give him a second chance,

People always misunderstand me, I am pretty generous you know!

They ultimately realise that in the long run!

I hadn’t made it easy for him by any means!

After his death he found himself slipping down some dark tunnel, and his size was shrinking constantly and finally as he saw some sign of light and felt that someone was dragging him out, eventually he came out and started to cry as he would have to start everything all over again!

I had to do this you know!

As Before dying he said—-

“Why is my LUCK so bad??”