Enduring memories


BusDriver

The bus driver looked familiar, but she couldn’t figure out how she knew him.

And then Priya was suddenly catapulted back to her school days. The bus driver was then a peon at her school headmaster’s office.

Those combative and competitive days when every day represented an opportunity to be active, alert and upbeat in an otherwise sluggish life. After all, there was only so much excitement in a railway station master’s daughter’s life.

The bus driver didn’t quite understand why Priya smiled at him.

Little did he know that he had opened up some long lost memories in her.

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This post has been written for the following prompts –

Today’s Author Write Now prompt for December 17, 2013 where the post had to include the phrase – the bus driver looked familiar, but she couldn’t figure out how she knew him

Velvet Verbosity 100 Words # 359 where the post had to include the word catapult

Three Word Wednesday 3WW CCCLVII where the post had to include the words – combative, represent, sluggish

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Verses for Introspection: 2

आहारनिद्राभयमैथुनं च सामान्यमॆतत्पशुभिर्नराणां|

धर्मो हि तॆषामधिको विशेषो धर्मॆण हीनाः पशुभिः समानाः||

Aahaara-nidraa-bhaya-maithunam cha saamaanyam-ethath-pashubhir-naraanaam

Dharmo hi teshaam-adhiko vishesho dharmena heenaaha pashubhihi samaanaaha.

–      Hitopadesha, 25.

Meaning:

In the matter of taking food, sleeping, fear and conjugal life there is no difference between the humans and the rest of the creatures in the world. The knowledge associated with Dharma or righteousness is what makes man different and superior to other creatures. Without the wisdom acquired by righteousness he is equal to animals.

Inspired by Swami Bhoomananda TirthaJi’s talks and satsangs. 

Hit and Run


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Had I looked back I would have probably seen the tears of gratitude that the family comprising of the mother and four daughters shed when they opened the anonymous briefcase in front of their door.

But I couldn’t bear to look back. I felt too guilty about what I had done.

After all, it was only 10 days back that I had killed the father in a hit and run incident on the highway. I couldn’t blame anybody else for the fact that I had decided to drive despite the fact that I was completely drunk out of my senses.

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This post has been written for the Write Tribe 100 Words on a Saturday prompt where the post had to include the phrase – Had I looked back. This week’s prompt was provided by the lovely Nischala Murthy who blogs at the Verve.

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The power of prayer


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So, you think you know it all!” I asked her as she walked away in a huff.

Yes, I do” she said without looking back.

I just looked at her walking away with a sad smile and a knot in my heart. After all, there is only so much you can do when your 4 year old daughter decides that she can sit in front of the photo of God and pray continuously asking Him to return Amma to her.

4 year olds cannot be told how death is a one-way street, can they?

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This post has been written for the Write Tribe 100 Words on a Saturday where the prompt was that the post had to include the phrase “So, you think you know it all” which had been provided by me 😀