pandorathon-historical fiction- trip to gateway of india

The most beautiful architecture of Mumbai- Gateway of India
GATEWAY OF INDIA, MUMBAI. Photo by Darshak Pandya from Pexels

It is dawn when the sun peers through behind a flock of birds over this way, Gateway of India. His shadow overlooks my courtyard heart. Over the years since the twentieth century , when he was born out of courtesy to welcome the British monarchs to finally leading his youth to celebrate India’s independence.

He has been an epitome of grace, valour and positivity. Having a grand stature, he has enjoyed the native fishermen company, visits of the royals and ministers and witness to countless army battalions. Even the Arabian Sea loves to walk her way leading to him.

His effervescent presence enticed even the beautiful Taj Mahal Palace to stay just few blocks away. Well, he is quite a gentleman that he smiles and welcomes every visitor and captures their attention, sharing pleasantries of peace and friendship.

Even in times of despair like the bomb blasts of 2003 and terror attacks of 26/11 attack, he stood strong guarding the city gateway and hoping to safeguard the people. He tries to stay away from the hypocrites who flock nearby making false claims to others. This man has been witness to both Highs and lows of society; the festive, the triumphs and also sad incidents like murders and eve teasing.

Today, while he is surrounded by jetties, the hullabaloo of the locals and foreigners , he cares for the activists , campaigners  who have gathered for a cause to transform, ignite minds and remind them of the facts they usually ignore blaming the hectic schedules.

He wears a distinct smile throughout the day for the visitors who seek to capture him for keepsake, for the street vendors and photographers to earn a living and be proud of their work. Even after a long day, he doesn’t bogged up by the illumination he is bestowed at night even after all these years.

I feel words aren’t enough to pay tribute to this Jewel of the city. And well, if you wonder about me, then I am his constant companion where you flock to catch a glimpse of him, kneel to take a perfect pose, gather your bags for a scenic experience.

Yes , I am that courtyard before him whom I ardently gaze at  my beloved to the pages of history, the print of the present and ink of the future.

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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-12- May 2020-Are you Named as “Elvira”

elvira name

You know there is some strong connection between us Elvira. I just wonder how chronologically different yet the moments were similar. I was always intrigued when others mentioned the meaning of their name at school or when teachers said.. Be true to your name. When I was in school, I had one of my friend always addressing as El-vayh-ruh unlike other classmates. One day, when I asked her, she confided much to my amusement about a Elf story she had known. And that’s where my mission began.

I asked my mother who told me that Dad named me from a beautiful Names book,though until then she had chosen something beautiful from P. But surprisingly to this day, she doesn’t recollect that name as she loved this name more. How mom, why can’t you?She says it was beautiful name-Was it Priya, Pearl or Patricia (there) I asked her back then. Mama, sure you could write it down somewhere, but all she says.. I loved Elvira instantly … But yeah that could be Patricia too.


My dad’s mom name is Elizabeth so my dad chose Elvira, what could it mean was my new found obsession after school. I pestered my Dad, a man of few words challenged me , it’s meaning can be found in any dictionary. What! But I wouldnt give up. I daily checked some amazing words and showed if it may be the chosen one. But ans was simply No.
Later that quest was fulfilled by intro of Internet. I Googled my name. Obviously now, you know it’s meaning. I did find Elvira-mistress of the dark, the mention of elves. I was too ecstatic that I actually downloaded the “Oak Ridge Boys’ original song and played it everyday. For one of her class, my sister told me she has Elvira at home and Elveera as partner in school. From that day, whenever I used to meet her, I used to wear such a bright smile to greet Elveera that my sis called it sometimes too creepy.


Apart from my regular day-dreaming that I do to this very day, I searched about meaning of #Elvira and there were zillion of searches – meaning white or beautiful, its Spanish origin, it’s history and popularity etc. At one point of time, I was even obsessed with Spanish language, Spanish songs, team Spain of Fifa.

But when I discussed with Dad, he said you are yet to seek its real meaning. Ah! Then, one day I triumphed with most obvious word I ignored until then. Elvira means Truth in Spanish . I actually celebrated like I had won a war and my mother thought her girl had gone cuckoo.Truly, I was felt special for an introvert like me who found her zen.


Today, I am addressed by all possible nicknames starting with Elvi, Elu, Elu blue, Aloe-kobo, Aloevera, Ellie etc. Over the years, I got a chance to see few Elveeras’. But for the 1st time, I got a chance to interact with ‘Elvira’ here in TSL group who writes about her magical world, a perfect fantasy for dreamer like me.


Flash back- After my elaborate research and findings of achieving a feat of knowing my name, my sister was lured into this. Her name was selected by Dad from that same book… And all she finds closer to her name is surnames but no exact meaning or spelling. She has given up pacifying herself it is unique. But I get a chance to tell her… You are incomplete without me… which has the entire name except two letters.

P. S : That beautiful name book is still mystery!

Written with an intention to explore the world around my name “#Elvira” and the tryst to find/met more Elvira’s then and now and possible future 🙂

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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Pandorathon-7-May 2020- A Chance Encounter

The whole town at come to a standstill on this weekend . The usual hustle of cars vrooming was absent and surprisingly this road wore a deserted look. The only occupied canopy in a small outlet was crowded by an airhostess who has missed her flight, a pirate who was scouting for his next ship, a drunkard who had managed to climb up the tree house, a writer who wandered like his dreams and most shocking was to a find Politician who had crept into a chair as his car broke down a mile ago, nowhere to go. He was the only one frantically calling up his subordinates to make arrangements to get him out of this mess. The air hostess was grumpy at the carbs she must have put on as just a while ago she binged on a cheese toast, French fries and medium sized bugger . The pirate and drunkard looked lost in this bunch offering each other baits to come up with an appealing idea to reach the city. The writer sat hunched at his laptop with no wifi , just editing his last work of poetry.

The politician made an announcement, that whosoever he considers worthy will get a chance to join him to the only seat available in the cab that was arrive anytime soon. The pirate lunged at this opportunity by quoting prices of oil refineries and cruises best known to him that bring fortunes to politician and lead him out. The drunkard offered his references at every bar and wine shops he knew to get a discount for the get-together the politician regularly had at his bungalow. The airhostess coyly volunteered to provide the best services to all his staff and guests under her purview and also assuring his private aircraft gets a green signal at all times. The politician was surprised at the writer who whimsically didn’t partake in this offer and nudged him to do so.

The car arrived and the Politician told the writer to tag along. All were shocked and peeked into the laptop screen ,which read as “Am I not your write -hand man who would curate all your speeches?”.

Prompt -You have five characters and five locations. You need to choose one character and one location and spin a tale of not more than 300 words. For the more adventurous, you can use more than one character. Have fun. Characters:          1. Air hostess 2. Pirate 3. A drunkard 4. Writer 5. Politician  Location: 1. A deserted road 2. Wedding reception 3. Abandoned building 4. Beach 5. Airport

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