3/4/12

The journey & the destination

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 25; the Silver Edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The topic for this month is 'When Journey Meant More Than Destination'.          
This post is a 55 fiction  - 55 Fiction is a form of micro-fiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words.

                He was just 12 yrs old, when he held & used the heavy gun for  the first time. The kid had lost his sanity along with his parents. His guardian, an underworld don, inspired him to become man whom everyone in the city must fear. He worked towards that, following the foot steps. One day he reached his destination, but he suddenly realized that this didn't matter to him at all, because the journey was too painful & meaningless. 


Sometimes the journey means more than the destination.
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10/30/11

Missing home


This post is a 55 fiction  - 55 Fiction is a form of micro-fiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words.

Missing home

He was too ambitious, aspired to pursue higher education in US & then become an entrepreneur, this was the first time he left his home, small village in Karnataka. His journey took him to many countries, but he missed his home everywhere. Sometimes felt seriously to give up everything & return back home.  He wanted to make his parents pround & this was the only choice. All talking with his sister & parents were through internet & phone calls, but never it was the same as hanging out with your family.

Sometimes the longest journey is the distance back home.

Note: The pic is taken from http://www.newphotosgalleries.com/contemporary-design-of-home-ideas-for-life/

10/22/11

Moments to memories




This post is a 55 fiction  - 55 Fiction is a form of micro-fiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words.

               For a moment the whole world meant nothing, they did not speak anything. They recalled the hundreds of moments that made their lives together so wonderful. Like the waves on the shore wash away the footsteps, time makes you forgets the steps taken together, the millions of moments you spent together. The beauty of the moment is that it passes by. Their last one was in which they aspired to that they would be together in next  lifetime. This was the closure to their lifetime of relationship.

Dedicated to my wife Neha on her birthday 23rd October '11 ! 

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