PANDORATHON – KNOWN /Unknown Friend

You found me spot on
Across the corridors of the hallway
Picking up tea and biscuits during the break
My over enthusiastic self was already all over the place
Just few hours ago, answering almost every question diligently
I did find your eyes hovering over my shoulder
That the collared brown jacket sent me instant hints to
People waved out to you for some random conversations
I was part of the gang too, so I had to oblige
This pretence wouldn’t last longer I wondered
As we both ended up standing closer than usual

My mind hovered to the night before
When we were drenched in rain
The blickering streetlight that focused
On our decisive faces
Leaning on your bike
enjoying the splash of the raindrops that thundered along
and the candid waves with our palms that traced the breadth of the beach.

Ouch, there was a huge ruckus in reality
Me jumping as I spilled some tea over the jacket
And He prancing forward with “ Noooo, not on my jacket !”
Suddenly we are being looked at intently with prying eyes
At my disheveled look and his sudden rage.
Later, that evening, I got a notification on FB
Someone unfriended me.

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Pandorathon- 14-May 2020- Break Up Letter – A Closure

break up rust

Dear Q,

Hi, there Q. Surprised aren’t you to find this letter . Well, I am too, considering the fact that since  last we met, we left leaving many questions, doubts hanging  in midair and cared less to answer or even oblige it.

Does the expresso coffee still remind you of those bitter coffee beany allegations we perfectly mouthed at each other. You know Q, from the time we have separated, do you actually realize we haven’t been sleeping on time or eating right and even coming up the weirdest possible excuses to stay away for a project. Hugs to those memories when we were added different layouts and frames to beautify our Love rather than keeping  a default set-up and pale faces. It doesn’t work that way right?

I am writing this to finally put words to our infinite silences, awkward glances, sly blinks that have been courting through a rough patch. I do owe  all that you very well introduced me that opened my perspective in different aspects of life. I am trying hard to avoid the gazes that you put across like a hot blazing cocoa and also managing myself to stop milking those past memories.

But, we cannot remain tagged together in every slide but present our faces separately to the world and specially to our shunted egos. Can we?

Regards

Your last slide

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Pandorathon-11-May 2020- A Portfolio of Wise Investments

(Handwritten Letter)
Dear Love,
By the time you find this letter, you must have already finished preparing your presentation. The tea that I got for you from the Cafeteria must have turned cold. But, I needed to pen down my feelings on this paper I found near the printer. Thanks for your patience for sharing those hot bhajias. They were sizzling crispy just like your cheesy one- liners .
Are you interested to join on a date this evening. The market is closed and well the number crunch still remains. But isn’t our alliance like SIP’s, investing gradually and wisely to perfect our future together.
Regards
Your engaging partner


(printed Letter)
Dear Investor,
I hope you are doing good and happy to know you loved the Appreciation you have been receiving for your investments. Also, looking at the NAV and Cagr that has been going steady , I hopefully predict you will soon want to have a personalized portfolio designed by me to make you life more exciting and fulfilling.
To cater to your needs and requirements, Thanks for arranging a meeting so that I can provide strategic guidance and consultancy services this evening. Whether the market zips or dooms , this advisor will make sure that your interests are in safe hands.
I have enclosed a few brochures – please choose your next preferred stocks carefully so that we can further have an intimate discussion in future.
Flip the page- Had to be discreet with this onlooker glancing at me every now and then
Regards
Your relationship cum fund manager

Written on the prompt – Exchange of love letters between two lovers. ( 500 words/flash fiction)

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Cafe Coffee Day

It was late evening that day, when finally we met again,the cold war between us was eminent in the form of ice tea on the table
the mad rush hour of the cafe couldn’t supress our voices that bellowed inside minds
the cushioned couches and the soft music lined a lot of creases on our forehead.
After a hour or so, a mumble came out,”He was not meant to be mine”…

Heat Cold



He held her closer
Her warm skin peeking out of the laces
Into his fingers
 
His shirt shriekingly creased 
under her palms 
Her shoes sliding in front of his legs  
Forcing him to stride ahead and bent to his knees 
Her ruffled hair falling on her face 
His chin nudging her forehead 
Heat and cold shared 
They danced together all night 
At the dance ball

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