Ahh! Finally showered and feeling human again. Time to relax in front of the TV in the living room. I should get my dinner and settle down to movies or something.
First, check that the front door is locked. The key’s not turning any further to the right – must be done alright then. But you never know, just make sure. Unlock, two turns left. Relock, two turns right. Check bolt. Try twisting the door handle. Once. Twice. Good. Continue reading “Odd Thomas”
Know your onions.
I thought I knew mine. Thought I’d gotten pretty good at “consistently irregularly writing down something on my blog for the world to see”. Then one day I realized it had somehow gotten away from me. I walked into my pantry and barely recognized said onions. Like my writing, they’d been neglected, forgotten, desperately searching for an exit. Continue reading “Know Your Onions”
Dear Mr. Power Company Guy,
I returned home this evening to learn that you had cut off power supply to my entire apartment block. You left a note citing various reasons for your action: one flat’s line was illegally routed, bypassing the electricity meter and consuming power for free; another flat had not recharged its units in two months. Most importantly, you detailed your company’s bank account where transfer of a specific amount was to be made—“fines”, you called it, for the breach discovered.
Continue reading “Letter to a Powerful Man”
News of the impending celestial manifestation reached me less than twelve hours before its occurrence. I didn’t have to brush it aside enviously as this time, it was accompanied by the information that most of Sub-Saharan Africa would see it as well! A quick scouting of Google confirmed this, and not even the fact that it would only be a partial solar eclipse, could eclipse my child-like excitement. What can I say? Life is somewhat dull at the moment. Continue reading “A Literal Eclipse”
It was the noise of the earth moving that woke her up. Like great roars of an angry mountain hurling its molten insides. Or a baby earthquake working hard to show its prowess. Most likely, it sounded like a rockslide in full swing. All that ruckus, yet she never opened her eyes. Ah! So it’s actually happening.
Continue reading “The Writing on the Wall”
What happens when you Google the random baking ingredients in your pantry, and this delicate art-thing pops up?
A black panther has found me lying on the floor—grimy, hungry, and reeking of neglect. My clothes are torn in fifty places; the soles of my flip-flops almost worn off. The harsh light of the street lamp glares off my platinum blonde hair. He sniffs at it, irritated.
“Thought I told you to wash this off.” A calm statement loaded with disapproval, I am uncertain whether a reply is required or not.
Continue reading “Staffing Requirements”
For some time now, I’ve been thinking about starting a category for photography. Just interesting shots I’ve taken over the years. It’s fun and easy for the lazy poster like me. Also, the Daily Post prompted Tourist and seeing as I’m currently just that, here goes. (P.S.: Forgive the corny titles – I couldn’t help it).
Continue reading “Welcome, Snaps!”
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