Democracy

Equality, freedom and rule of law are found in abundance in hardly any places in our country.

O Democracy, did you cheat us, did our leaders cheat us, or have we cheated ourselves?

This weekend’s Trifextra challenge: Write a 33-word apostrophe (“A figure of speech in which some absent or nonexistent person or thing is addressed as if present and capable of understanding.”)

Colourful devotee! (55 Fiction)

The grey haired man was wearing a black dhoti. A saffron shawl wrapped carelessly around his neck, his brown chest was bare. He emerged from the temple, took a bottle from his bag and had a swig of amber liquid.

“What are you drinking?” the ‘moral policeman’ demanded.

“Cough syrup. Want some?” the man replied.

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(Prompt: Your post should have five different colours acting as adjectives for five important words, around which your write-up revolves.)

Cash crunch! (55 Fiction)

“Salaam, saab,” the watchman greeted his employer. “Saab, I need one thousand rupees advance to buy medicines for my baby.”

“I don’t have any cash now,” the employer replied.

As the watchman walked away, he heard his employer speak on the phone, “Namaste, Bapuji. I’ll be there in an hour with one million in cash.”

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WoW! 55 Fiction

“You hypocrite! You subject me to staring, fondling, groping and poking all the time as if it’s your birthright! Then why do you complain so bitterly when you are at the receiving end?”

“You are a mobile phone and I own you. I am a human being; those creeps don’t own me!” the teenager replied.

Other posts on Humanism and Sexual Harassment:
If a girl is being sexually harassed …
Thwarting sexual harassers, Reducing sexual harassment
If a woman tells you she has been raped …

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Cough syrup is awesome!

“Awesome!” she exclaimed, taking off the earphones.

“What’s awesome?” he asked without taking his eyes off his laptop screen.

“Cough syrup is awesome!” she replied dreamily. “Young the giant is amazing!”

The physicist looked up, startled by his wife’s words. Why was she talking gibberish? Was she crumbling under the pressure of her work? He kept his laptop on the side table, walked around to her side of the bed and sat.

“Are you OK, honey?” he asked anxiously.

In a daze, she mumbled, “Life’s too short to even care at all. Oh! I’m losing my mind, losing my mind, losing control. These fishes in the sea, they’re staring at me. Oh, oh! A wet world aches for a beat of a drum. Oh!”

He was convinced this was a complete breakdown. He didn’t know what to do. He decided to calm her down first.

“Darling, you’re too tired. Why don’t you lie down and sleep?”

Still looking glassy-eyed, she whispered, “If I could find a way to see this straight, I’d run away to some fortune that I, I should have found by now. I’m waiting for this cough syrup
to come down, come down.”

Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He went down on his knees, hands clasped together, closed his eyes and pleaded, “God, please, please do anything else, but don’t let this happen!”

She started laughing hysterically. He stood up, sobbing. She stood up and hugged him, still laughing uncontrollably.

After a minute, her laughter subsided. She looked into his eyes and said, “My beloved mad scientist husband, there’s nothing wrong with me! When I realised you didn’t know I was talking about the song ‘Cough Syrup’ by the band ‘Young the Giant’, I decided to play a prank on you. The stuff I was mumbling was lines from the song. I’m so sorry I overdid it! But, now I know how much you love me!!”

NOTE: Information on ‘Young the Giant‘ is available on Wikipedia. Click here for lyrics of ‘Cough Syrup’.

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