Spike

via Daily Prompt: Spike

SPIKE

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run through things

skewering many hearts

sharp spindles draw hot blood

fountains splatter it on streets

“penetrate with pointed object”

 

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Just A Small Rant

via Daily Prompt: Instinct

I don’t share my grief with people.

Call it instinct. Or call it pride.

Show of sympathy by others when I’m grieving is just that – a show. “I understand what you’ve been through…” No, you don’t. You are just trying to make me feel better, which I appreciate, but the words you speak are as genuine as Donald Trump’s tan.

When I’m grieving, leave me to myself. If you want to help, make a cup of tea.

Don’t give me the “There is a life after death”, “It was meant to be” bullshit. Please.

I may not be an adult, but that doesn’t mean you need to dumb down serious things like death for me. If it hurts, it hurts. No two ways about it.

I like my tablets like I like my words – without sugarcoating.

 

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Strange, how I never saw you

For who you were

And you never saw me

For who I was.

But still.

Your elegant handwriting

Is imprinted in my mind.

Like leaves between the pages

Of a book that was left behind.

But still.

The sounds the keypad made

When I dialled your number

Ring as fresh and familiar

As the rhythm of my heart.

But still.

Your jibes, your taunts,

Your needs, your wants

Get drowned in the memory

Of your tinkling laughter.

Really.

Strange, how time can make

Hell seem beautiful

As if it were viewed through

Rose-tinted glasses.

 

Discover Challenge: One, Two, Three!

One, Two, Three!

via Discover Challenge: One, Two, Three!

 

One: Love is ablaze,

Emblazoning my heart with

Your name in passion.

Two: Whirlwind of thoughts

What am I doing? Is this

Truly meant to be?

Three: Cracks spread on my

Frozen heart, breaking it fur-

ther, beyond repair.

Flatmate

I unlocked my door and stepped in. What I saw jolted me.

It isn’t everyday that you get to see Cupid passed out drunk on your sofa.

True, I was now used to seeing him whizzing around the hall as I came back home, cursing the human world, heaven, and everything in between. But seeing him in such an inebriated state was quite disconcerting.

Coldplay’s Hymn For The Weekend was playing as I danced around the room, trying not to step on the shards of glass from the bottles that he had broken. Red wine had seeped through the carpet, creating a ghastly stain on it. Clearly, Cupid wasn’t in a good mood.

I kicked him, “Get up!”

Cupid groaned and turned over. He rubbed his eyes as the music vibrated throughout the hall.

“Yeah, baby! I’m feeling drunk and high, so high, so high!” Cupid whined along to the song. Red wine didn’t make his voice any better.

“What happened to you?” I yelled, frustrated.

“You. You happened to me,” he hiccuped, as the last strains of the song played.

I tilted his chin, looking him full in the face. His bleary red eyes glared back at me. His wings were flapping, purposely whacking my face.

“Ugh! What are your wings even MADE up of?”

“Pages from my favorite romantic novels.”

“…seriously?”

“Feathers, you dummy. Feathers,” he let out an exasperated sigh. “Why are you so stupid? Why can’t you go and fall in love with somebody so that I can go back to heaven?”

“But I DON’T want to fall in love! I’m perfectly happy with my life!”

“Well, I am not perfectly happy with my life!”he screamed.

There he goes again.

“All this pain of dealing with you because I made the wrong people fall in love! Jesus Christ!” He looked up, still cursing. “Do you not realize that I cannot escape this accursed punishment unless I find a mate for you?”

“Punishment? All I can see you doing is lounging around MY house. I’m the one getting punished, not you! I have to cook for two, clean for two, spend money for two…and all you do is break glass,” I gestured at the shards lying at my feet, “…and complain about me! You ungrateful wretch!”

Cupid was in as much as a rage as I was in. His fluttering wings would have looked quite pretty if they weren’t busy scratching my face. Feathery soft didn’t sound comfy right now..

“I’ll knock you off once I get my powers back,” he muttered.

“You and your stupid love arrows.”

“For the last time, I don’t use arrows anymore! I use love rifles! And thanks to you, I’ve run out of my last remaining bullets too! Now I will be stuck here for the rest of eternity!”

His alcohol high gone, Cupid dropped down on the sofa wearily. And just for a moment, I felt bad for the golden head that was bent in sorrow. Just for a moment.

“You hopeless creature. Go get me some more wine. I miss the liquor back home,” he sighed, as he tipped the last of the red wine I had illegally smuggled for him.

What an annoying flatmate to have.

 

 

Top 5 Fictional Characters I Learnt From

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It is Teacher’s Day here in India! Commemorating that is today’s post on what I learnt from fictional characters… 

5. Sherlock Holmes from Sherlock

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What I learnt:

Okay, this one is quite superficial, but *shrugs* learning is learning!

  • How to deduce people

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  • How to survive when shot in a non-fatal area

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  • How to use clever insults!

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4. Isabella “Bella” Swan  from The Twilight Saga

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Before you all click “Unfollow” and run away, I’d like to add this – she taught me what NOT to be.

What I learnt:

  • To not be as selfish, stupid, petty and (insert choicest negative traits here) as her.

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  • She is engaged to the man of her dreams, and the only thing she does is whine about how he is sooo over-indulgent and caring towards her (and how annoying that is). Gee, Bella. I feel so sorry for you.

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  • Fine, she chooses Edward over Jacob. That means that she should let go of Jacob, so that he can find someone for himself. But oh no, Bella has the cake, eats the cake, and takes the cakes of others as well.

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3. Anne Shirley from Anne Of Green Gables

Ah, finally, a sensible heroine 🙂

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What I learnt: 

Anne taught me that it is okay to be wildly imaginative and trusting, always hoping for the best while preparing for the worst. She actually made me feel normal and accepted at a time where everybody was calling me ‘weird’ and ‘freaky’ for being dreamy:

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hopeful:

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and just a *teensy* bit dramatic:

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2. Anthony Howard “Tony” Stark from the Marvel Cinematic Universe

This might come as a surprise to most of you (considering the events of Age of Ultron and Civil War) but Tony continues to be my first crush and all-time favorite superhero.

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What I learnt:

Tony inspired me to dare to aim high, to not be afraid of failure, to be wild, impulsive and just plain arrogant and awesome. Be gutsy, be brave, and be proud. Considering that I have a tendency to hesitate before doing anything, Tony taught me this:

 

 

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  1. Remus John Lupin from Harry Potter

This must come as no surprise, since I’m always talking about how my love for Remus Lupin, Werewolf Extraordinaire, is an eternal and undying flame kindled in my heart…Apart from the little things about him that makes me go “Awww,” here’s what I learnt from him.

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What I learnt:

Your life may be screwed up as hell, but I have no rights whatsoever to take it out on others. Lupin’s kind and non-judgmental attitude towards everyone did wonders to my hard little heart. The way he treated others shows the strength of will he must have had, battling a terrible condition, but trying to not let it show. Wise indeed.

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Granted, he had his moments of crippling inferiority which an insensitive soul may call ‘weakness’.  But I believe that he realized the gravity of his action only after Tonks became pregnant, so I don’t  particularly blame him for that, because all of us have experienced the “What have I done?” feeling before.

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It does take a lot of courage to fight for the future even when it means certain death. And I deeply revere Remus for that.

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Oh, and just ignore me choking here, It is just those damn onion-cutting ninjas.

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But ending on a happy note (read: HP better than Twilight!!!)

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Wanna argue with me about one of my nominees? Or just want to share the lessons you learnt from fiction? Feel free to share them below!