The Camp on LoC

Prompt  ….

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

The newly posted Commander was surveying the forces on the line of control (LoC). Suddenly the lone tent came in to the view of his roving binoculars. The commander watched the lone tent near the LoC in no-man’s land and looked questioningly at his junior-officer.

It is ghost-soldier’s camp.

What ghost soldiers?

They are martyrs who continue to serve the country.

Who pitched that tent?

Nobody knows.

Why is it believed to be ghosts?

There has been no death or injury of our men in spite of many attacks – since the camp was first seen 11 years ago.

Words < 100
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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.

 

Retro-version

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Thank you Louise, with The Storyteller’s Abode, for our photo prompt this week!

Women are important to a culture for social and biological reasons.  There is a long list of extraordinary women in history, mythology and literature. We know of these women from many sources including sculpture and paintings.

Mr Peter Halley, a tea planter of Assam had realized his social and financial aspirations and he displayed his position and wealth as per the traditions of the age. A portrait of Lady Ruth Halley decorated his morning room in the Victorian style bungalow he had built on his plantation.

The complete portrait was revealed only on certain occasions – when Peter wished to remind Ruth of her unspeakable past. The back of the painting revealed another painting of Ruth – promiscuously displaying her physical attributes in nude.

Words ~125

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We love our demons

Prompt  ….

PHOTO PROMPT © CEayr

PHOTO PROMPT © CEayr

The humans loved the little demons. The little demons were mischief-mongers and patrons of carelessness, self-love, egoistic behavior and grasping nature. 

The big demons responsible for governing the little demons got fed-up of their antics. They captured all the little demons and locked them behind a chained door.

In absence of the mischief of little demons all the people lost their specific characters and often it was difficult to recognize one from the other.

The demon-king came to know of this and ordered all the little demons to be released as he needed his regular dose of hate to survive.

Words ~ 100

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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.

 

Perceptive disorders

Prompt  ….

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Footy and Foodie. Thank you Footy and Foodie!

Captain Heemskerck walked out of his cabin to the deck and watched the gold city he had been searching for all his life. He was prone to suffer from an undiagnosed perception-disorder relating to colors.

A neurologist may have opined that some of his perceptive-neurons located in the brain between his ears were communicating with neurons located in the color perception cortex.

The captain did not know or care.  However, the familiar discomfort – pain and dryness in eyes, a constant ringing in his ears, a burning sensation in throat disturbed his reverie.  He saw different hues of gold on the port city and swirls of light whirled around it. The colors were telling him to be careful as this place could be extremely dangerous.

The captain was also a student of philosophy and the experience reminded of the axiom – the time stops when we stop. We are not in time. We are the time.

Words < 175

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The English Lute

Flow my tears, fall from your springs,
Exil’d for ever let me mourn;
Where night’s black bird her sad infamy sings,
There let me live forlorn.
From a lute song “Flow my tears — John Dowland
Prompt  ….

PHOTO PROMPT © Björn Rudeberg

PHOTO PROMPT © Björn Rudberg.

British Ambassadors sent to the court of Moghal-Kings by the East India Company to seek trading permissions were a disadvantaged lot. They were stunned by the flamboyance of their extravagant life-styles.

One such ambassador presented his personal lute to the Moghal emperor as an obligatory gift. The King called it a toy and refused to recognize it as a musical instrument.

The ambassador played a musical-suite by Dowland to convince the King. The suite was a melancholy lament of lost love and the last crisp-note brought tears to the King’s eyes and he said I have never heard such music.

Words ~ 100

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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.

 

Thalassery-pier

Prompt  ….

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Barb CT of the blog, Gallimaufry. Thank you Barb!
An unemployed man used to passing his days sitting on Thalassery-pier with a fishing rod to escape his wife’s nagging was commanded by his wife to catch a fish every day or stay out.
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He felt the line going taut and he tried to remember all the tips written in the fishing book the tourist had given him. His hands ached and instinctively he knew …… he was going to lose this fish too –  he will have to sleep in the open without dinner.
It was time to be resolute  …… and he dived in to the sea. The fish was real big one and it kept slipping …… finally he got a hold. It pummeled and flailed at his body but he held on with all his strength. After a long time the fish seemed to go flaccid and he carried it on his shoulder ashore.
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The bed was in shambles. He was holding his wife’s flaccid body by her neck. He had killed her in his nightmare.
Words < 175
This is a rehash of one of my older posts

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Mr J’s return.

Prompt  ….

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Mr Jhingaroo – the mystic magician and friend of all children, had decided to free the earth from bad and exploitative magic.

He reached Akkem and saw the cluster of black domes. The children were glum and morose. Their childhood was a paradox.

Mr J pondered over the problem and finally his cerebral-cortex fired.

He focused on one of the temple-domes amd made it colorful. Then he requested Cupid to inhabit it.

The God-of-Love shot all those who looked at the new vibrant dome and the gloom in their hearts disappeared with the evil-magic.

Systematically he banished evil from Akkem.

Words ~ 100

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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.