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August 21, 2018
The No-Entry Zone
The No-Entry Zone
It was eight in the morning. These people were crazy, thought Akim the guest scientist as he walked along with Nora his wife. Here was a top-notch secret nuclear research laboratory and there were no security guards. Just painted words to tell the world that it was a no-entry zone. Maybe they wanted to give no clue that the building was a top nuclear research center.
It was eight in the morning. These people were crazy, thought Akim the guest scientist as he walked along with Nora his wife. Here was a top-notch secret nuclear research laboratory and there were no security guards. Just painted words to tell the world that it was a no-entry zone. Maybe they wanted to give no clue that the building was a top nuclear research center.
Published on August 21, 2018 20:41
August 19, 2018
The Bloodsucker!
The Bloodsucker!
She held me in an iron grip holding my wrists down. I stared at her red lips trying to scream. My vocal cords were transfixed and no sound would come out. My terror-stricken mind could vaguely recognize her face.
She bent down and buried her face on my neck. She bit my jugular and started sucking out blood. Suddenly I woke up with a scream. I got out of my bed in shock
She held me in an iron grip holding my wrists down. I stared at her red lips trying to scream. My vocal cords were transfixed and no sound would come out. My terror-stricken mind could vaguely recognize her face.
She bent down and buried her face on my neck. She bit my jugular and started sucking out blood. Suddenly I woke up with a scream. I got out of my bed in shock
Published on August 19, 2018 00:50
August 17, 2018
My Video For The LIGHTSCAMERACHATTER Program Recorded At Home
My Video For The LIGHTSCAMERACHATTER Program Recorded At Home
The grand finale of the LightsCameraChatter program conducted by Blogchatter was streamed live on FB live chat last night at 9.30 PM. The program was really entertaining and all the participants rocked. Entries for the program were collected from a large number of people and finally, entries from nine members were selected for
The grand finale of the LightsCameraChatter program conducted by Blogchatter was streamed live on FB live chat last night at 9.30 PM. The program was really entertaining and all the participants rocked. Entries for the program were collected from a large number of people and finally, entries from nine members were selected for
Published on August 17, 2018 23:41
August 11, 2018
The Cake Batter
The Cake Batter
We crawled along trying not to lose our balance on the slippery slopes. I turned around and spoke to Jack who was behind me. 'Do you think we will reach in time to have a good meal? Yesterday we were ten minutes late and all of us had to go hungry.'
'Well, let us hope for the best and try to move as quickly as we can,' replied Jack. Jack was always like that. Trying to
We crawled along trying not to lose our balance on the slippery slopes. I turned around and spoke to Jack who was behind me. 'Do you think we will reach in time to have a good meal? Yesterday we were ten minutes late and all of us had to go hungry.'
'Well, let us hope for the best and try to move as quickly as we can,' replied Jack. Jack was always like that. Trying to
Published on August 11, 2018 23:14
The Free Spirit
The Free Spirit
The new house they had provided me was better than the earlier ones. There was a skylight. I was surrounded by vegetation. The last house had made me feel like the prisoner I really was. They thought feeding me and clothing me would make me happy.
They didn't realize the meaning of what it was like to roam as a free spirit. I was happily roaming the streets when they
The new house they had provided me was better than the earlier ones. There was a skylight. I was surrounded by vegetation. The last house had made me feel like the prisoner I really was. They thought feeding me and clothing me would make me happy.
They didn't realize the meaning of what it was like to roam as a free spirit. I was happily roaming the streets when they
Published on August 11, 2018 19:25
August 10, 2018
The Conquering Wolves
The Conquering Wolves
The year was 3022 AD. William Wolf gazed through the wind screen of his latest model FTL-22 (Faster Than Light By 22 Times) indigenous space craft as he cruised off into the starry night sky. The earth disappeared in a fraction of a second to become a pin-point far away. It had been a smooth take-off from the Wolfdon Space centre. William was on the lookout for a
The year was 3022 AD. William Wolf gazed through the wind screen of his latest model FTL-22 (Faster Than Light By 22 Times) indigenous space craft as he cruised off into the starry night sky. The earth disappeared in a fraction of a second to become a pin-point far away. It had been a smooth take-off from the Wolfdon Space centre. William was on the lookout for a
Published on August 10, 2018 02:22
August 3, 2018
The Bombing
The Bombing
I looked at the ruined garden around myself. Everyone had been wiped out except me. My entire community had been living in this place for five years now. We had been such a happy lot. But the war had come and the bombings started.
We had been waiting in fear and apprehension wondering when it would be our turn to face the bomb. I had been waiting for new folks to join me
I looked at the ruined garden around myself. Everyone had been wiped out except me. My entire community had been living in this place for five years now. We had been such a happy lot. But the war had come and the bombings started.
We had been waiting in fear and apprehension wondering when it would be our turn to face the bomb. I had been waiting for new folks to join me
Published on August 03, 2018 21:35
August 2, 2018
Can You Tell Me Who She Is?
Can You Tell Me Who She Is?
She caresses my cheeks gently,
As I walk along the streets,
Singing melodious ballads,
Of sweet love and passion.
Can you tell me who she is?
She croons in my ears,
Whispering gently,
As I hold my beloved in my arms,
In the beautiful rose gardens of the city.
Can you tell me who she is?
She whips spray on my face,
To my eternal delight,
In
She caresses my cheeks gently,
As I walk along the streets,
Singing melodious ballads,
Of sweet love and passion.
Can you tell me who she is?
She croons in my ears,
Whispering gently,
As I hold my beloved in my arms,
In the beautiful rose gardens of the city.
Can you tell me who she is?
She whips spray on my face,
To my eternal delight,
In
Published on August 02, 2018 18:31
August 1, 2018
Adam and Eve
Adam and Eve
The year was 2055 AD. The planet Earth had become increasingly inhospitable over the last forty years. Leaders of nations had held summit after summit trying to come to an agreement regarding the steps to be taken to curb global warming. Statesmen had bickered and bartered but no agreement had been reached. Finally, in the year 2040 AD, the Ozone layer covering the earth had
The year was 2055 AD. The planet Earth had become increasingly inhospitable over the last forty years. Leaders of nations had held summit after summit trying to come to an agreement regarding the steps to be taken to curb global warming. Statesmen had bickered and bartered but no agreement had been reached. Finally, in the year 2040 AD, the Ozone layer covering the earth had
Published on August 01, 2018 18:33
July 28, 2018
The Alien Origin
The Alien Origin
The
world-famous anthropologist Harold Wilson clambered up the rocky cliff in
anticipation of when and where he would discover exact evidence for his theory
of human origin. He had worked on his theory for twenty-five years. He looked
at the rocks around him. He noticed one particular rock with a gaping hole in
it. He climbed up to the hole. It was cavernous enough
The
world-famous anthropologist Harold Wilson clambered up the rocky cliff in
anticipation of when and where he would discover exact evidence for his theory
of human origin. He had worked on his theory for twenty-five years. He looked
at the rocks around him. He noticed one particular rock with a gaping hole in
it. He climbed up to the hole. It was cavernous enough
Published on July 28, 2018 22:27
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My name is Sitharaam Jayakumar and my friends call me Jai. I take a keen interest in anything that comes my way in daily life like politics, cricket, music, computer software and a number of other thi
My name is Sitharaam Jayakumar and my friends call me Jai. I take a keen interest in anything that comes my way in daily life like politics, cricket, music, computer software and a number of other things. This blog is a hotch-potch of poems, articles and a smattering of photography too. So sit back, relax, read and enjoy yourself! Your comments and feedback are most welcome!
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