Poem

A handful of cream,
and a few comb strikes woulde set her up.
Her hands grooved, her calm humming illuminates the walls.
the husband yells, knocks on the door, just at the closed gate,
“We are going to be late, you ready yet?”
Pardon, few hours baby, I would be belle, you bet.
Soon, the knocking vanishes with the yell,
how much she is pretty, you could tell.

Trivia

A silly poem where I exaggerated the relationship between a “Belle” and her beloved cosmetics. A relationship which is quite common because not only women, but also men are keen in the use of cosmetics which is obviously not unorthodox to do so.

Quote

Greek philosopher “Socrates”

True knowledge exists knowing

that you know nothing.

– Socrates

A popular quote by brilliant philosopher Socrates, it tells us that having a self awarenes of your lack of knowledge, is also part of the knowledge that you have.

It can be more revalent to our life and also to other’s life around us, where people pretend to know something, but having no knowledge about that concept or thing.

We all have privileges

We all used to think that privilege is huge amount of money, a good house, being born in a first world country, etc. But we never consider the privilege we all born with, privilege which we all have and we can use these privilege to obtain the achievement that we all thought of or planned.
These are not materialistic, but rather virtual and also essential in our life.

Writing.

Writing is a privilege

Writing is the most respected skill in our society. We all learn to write in our life, and if you understand its value then it’s not less than a privilege. Writing is a privilege become we use this skill to get our favorite degree in our respected field, then that degree would help us to achieve our goal. We understand to how to write an idea and phrase it better through writing so would understand it betterly. That’s why this set of skill is crucial in our life, if we can’t write then our value would be none, if we can’t make our points clear in writing then we can present them verbally. And that takes us to our next point.

Speaking.

Speaking is a gem

In speaking, as we all know this is also count as a privilege because not everyone born without disability. Some people suffer this tragedy and they born mute, but it doesn’t mean they’ll can’t succeed in their life without the ability of articulation, they use the skill of writing and they develop their excellence in writing. That’s why most mute people have very good jobs.
People who can speak verbally, but can’t phrase there sentences clearly then there chance to get a higher paying job would be none.
Speaking is the second stage of writing, we write clearly and put our thoughts on the piece of paper. But as it comes to give a presentation or speech then we lack the skill the present our brilliant idea that we just wrote, then the thoughts and idea that we wrote would be meaningless if we can’t present it.
Speaking is not an easy task, there is lots of thing we have to consider before presenting any idea or concept. For an example: elocution, what kind of audience you are presenting to, be confident, etc.
When you give a presentation to an interview with no hassle, then that gives you a high change of getting that job and also helps you to build a smart personality.
Speaking is no less than treasure when you master it or get the science behind it. It opens many doors of opportunities for you.

Just like another day

Morning sunshine hit on a open window, and behind that open window, a man named, joseph, whose lifestyle is not extraordinary, but strenuous. After, scouring light woke up joseph, like it was its job to do, and it also accomplished to do so.
“Wait!… It’s already morning now ?” Joseph said tiredly, while still in bed of warmth, under the pleasant blanket, but not noticing the mess, and how obnoxious his room is today. “Did the maid didn’t came today to clean the rooms, if not, then why am I paying her for?” Joseph said, infuriatingly.
Joseph put off the blanket from his body as fast as possible, Joseph noticed, the clock on the table beside the bed, it was already past his morning wake up time; it’s always usual 8:00 AM, but today it’s 9:15 AM now.
“Oh my god!… I am excruciatingly late to even leave my apartment, I should hurry fast.” Joseph said hastily to himself. After Joseph got down the bed, which took no time whatsoever, he hastened to his bathroom, the daily morning routine of Joseph; brush, shower, dress up, breakfast, and leave to work.
In this hurried preparation of getting suitable to go to work, he chose to exclude some tasks in his routine, and just brush and wear clothes for his tedious job. Pretty reasonable and logical choice to select upon during this time trouble.
“Ok… brush, to keep my mouth fresh, and clothing because without it, they would think I am an obnoxious person who can’t even afford a suitable dress.” Joseph reconciled in his mind, while hurriedly brushing. He was already gotten so late that while brushing, he started wearing his suit for work, it was so much a unordinary task that few particles of white paste from brush fell on to his precious pants. Joseph saw the accidental paste on his pants but he had no time to mourn on that, so he hurriedly wiped the paste with his hand and hurriedly got ready as soon as he could. After all he could done, he packed his office bag, papers, he put paper in the bag so hurriedly that anyone could see the poor paper partly peeping through the gap, that didn’t closed properly, that peeping papers looked like a prisoner in a wealth black cage, grasping for air of relief, joseph hooked up shoes, and left his apartment in instant.
Joseph lived in a six story, mildly beautiful, fancy building. “Living on a 5th floor, who would have thought that it going to regret me someday, sunny sunrise, pleasant raindrop echoes that tranquil the mind, fanciful view of the enormous city could be seen from that floor, it going to be a perfect…fancy, not more than a just fancy, how stupid I was, that fancy view is not more than a dark dust of smoke from this city, sunrise is piercing as it could be, rain?, not even rain want to get fallen on this forsaken land, being tranquil?, being sane in this environment is much of a task.” Joseph contemplated in his mind while hastened for the elevator, which was about to get closed in front of him, but gladly the hotel’s made was in the elevator, and when she saw Joseph hastening towards the elevator, she gladly stopped the elevator for him. Joseph was pretty lucky that the maid know of him, because she also cleans Joseph’s room, and many rooms in this buildings.
After Joseph entered the elevator, he couldn’t even got a grasp of air to even say “Thank you” to the maid; Elisa, probably due to the non stop running, from his own room to the elevator, Joseph was panting so heavily, that for Elisa it seemed, Joseph ran a marathon few minutes ago, and was aiming for gold. Unnoticing Joseph surreal breathing, Elisa pushed the ground floor button, the floor where she wanted to go and also Joseph.
While he was still breathing heavily, and he was hunched, hands was on his knees. “Are you okay Joseph? I thought you would have already been gotten to your job? Aren’t you late? ”Elisa asked Joseph, while he was still hunched forward. Joseph gained some strength after all that intense breathing he did from the start of this morning, Joseph was regaining his energy, while elevator was going to his destined floor, slowly, but steadily. “Yes!… I am late, and you should have woke me during your daily cleaning of my room, it’s usual time before I leave for work, isn’t it, so it would have been possible for me to reach my office at a usual time, but with a little delay, but could have been forgotten by my boss, there can be some little time issues in daily busy life, but because of you, I would be excruciating late for my office, and I didn’t even mentioned the time it will take in traffic, those damn traffic horrendous noise, the smell of smoke, thanks all to you, and your laziness.” Joseph said to Elisa, eagerly.
This Joseph’s unexpected speech for Elisa came out of nowhere. Seemed like Joseph’s whole infuriation, and anger from this city, people, or from his own life, fell upon, poor Elisa.
Joseph’s behavior angered, Elisa, but also quite astonished her, that Joseph even asked this question of “why she didn’t woke Joseph up in the morning”, she stared Joseph in vexation. “ For your kind information sir!” Elisa started saying, assuredly. The speaking of, Elisa, after the infuriated speech of Joseph, grabbed Joseph’s attention.
“I was told by, you, not your some kind of assistant, or servant, yesterday, that do not disturb you during your sleep, and you gave me the reason for this, that, and I quote “ I’ve been working and doing this forsaken paperwork from previous whole week, it ruined my nights and sleep, but, it’s good that it’s now done, and it’s ready to give tomorrow, would be better if just throw this papers at the boss’s obnoxious face, but that would do me no good, this slavery does come at a cost, and that cost is enough for me, to be sane…whatever I am going to sleep harmoniously tonight, so Elisa do not disturb me while you clean my room, just clean other rooms, and leave the room I sleep in.”, “and you said all this to me in a, strict manner. And today I came to clean your rooms, and did what you asked me, to not disturb you, so I didn’t enter your room. And would I have opposed the task, to get mocked by you?, but didn’t mattered, I still got ridiculed by you.” Elisa exasperated to joseph.
Joseph listened every word spoken by Elisa, he stood still, shocked, didn’t expected a answer like that from Elisa. While Clearing that long lecture she gave, he remembered that he really asker her that, and said to her to not disturb him.
“I shouldn’t had drank too much alcohol that night,…that cursed work and stress lead me to overdrink. Stress, that caused by, none other than my own office. Due to this, I might have forgotten about saying this to Elisa. “Joseph said in a tranquil manner.
When he recollects himself by all those thoughts, he enforce himself to apologize, to Elisa, due to his repulsive manner towards her. She does a lot of work, and getting a rest in this hurried environment is more of a work itself, and she also a calm and sharp-witted lady. She doesn’t get angry often, she must have doing overwork for her younger brother and his education, because 10 years ago, her father and mother tragically died from tuberculosis, leaving her and her brother behind, and those were some cruel time for Elisa and her brother. To live and survive with her brother, she did many jobs and work, so she could at least get some bread on their table to live on.
But, while he was thinking all this, the elevator reached to the ground floor; and there was exit front of Joseph. But as he turned his head to right; where Elisa was standing, Joseph realized she wasn’t there anymore.
Elisa didn’t had time to look back at Joseph, she just hurriedly but calmly walked out the elevator, and went back to her work. She went on, and entered her “only staffs” room to get equipment for her further hotel-work.
Joseph couldn’t managed to apologize to her, he’s still in elevator, his open mouth indicated that he was about to say something, but sadly couldn’t. “She’s busy as always” Joseph said to himself.
All of this thoughts forgotted Joseph that he was getting late for work, his mind was still on Elisa
Joseph have to do that apology soon, someday. But he’s not realizing that if he doesn’t hasten for taxi, to go to work, he might need to apologize to his boss. But soon he’s oblivious presence of thoughts got shattered and disrupted by a call in his phone.
It was a call from his friend, Koen. He also works with Joseph. They both are in the same position in office. They are been working for several years, from the day that Joseph joined the office. They also drink together when they get chance or gets free time from strenuous work.
The ringing of the phone call from his pant’s pocket enforced Joseph to check his phone, while checking he also noticed the time on the phone.
“It’s 9:25 now!… I should not walk, but run, and maybe even have to, fly.” Joseph said to himself, in an anxious manner. Joseph picked up the call that was ringing for several minutes, while still running out of the hotel gate, and soon yelling for the taxi. Joseph is a person who bargains to taxi drivers while travelling, but in spite of hurriedness of time if the driver even asked for 1 million to Joseph to drop him off at his destination, then Joseph would certainly agree the offer, not because he saved up 1 million for that movement in his life, but just to be at his wok that day.
Joseph was still on his call, but didn’t answered or said a word to Koen, because of hurriedness and anxiety due to ticking time on his watch.
While Joseph wait for any taxi to be seen at the road, where he was waiting anxiously, he felt to give a word to Koen, who was surprisingly still on call. “Hey! Koen !? “ Joseph said, in an exhausted manner. He was still grasping for air due to the hastening.
“what’s happening there? I was hearing thrashing sounds, and heavy breathing, were you running or something, is everything okay? Koen asked, worriedly.
While Koen was asking these questions, Joseph found a taxi to travel. “Finally a taxi” Joseph said, to himself. Reminding Koen that he’s still not paying attention to the call.
Hello… Are you listening to me Or not Joseph? “ Koen shouted to Joseph, on call. Despite Koen’s efforts to communicate with Joseph, he didn’t even budge to give a reply. Koen’s efforts were shadowed by Joseph’s work of wisdom.
Infuriating by Joseph’s behavior, Koen put off the call before even Joseph could even open the taxi door to get in the car. When getting in the taxi he noticed the cut call phone from his friend, Koen, but he didn’t thought much about it.
In taxi, he hurriedly sat first and mentioned the address to the driver. Then driver started his car and turned on the radio. And now Joseph on his way, to his work. Usually Joseph doesn’t like the music that comes on radio, but on that day he was too tired to listen what song is playing, and basically too tired to criticize the song.
He suddenly noticed that he done everything that he could have done to reach his office. Now, it’s all up to the driver. “I should relax for a bit, just need to wait, and I’ll be at the front of my building where I work” he thought, in ease. But, later he realized that he missed a call from his friend, and should call back to check what he had to say.
Joseph calls Koen, and luckily he wasn’t on another call. Eventually, in first try, Koen picked up the call.
For Joseph, he had some time to ask Koen about his health and it’s usually status, but Joseph wasn’t in the mood for asking those questions. Without even saying “hello” he said to Koen “Why did you call me earlier? I was pretty busy, Is there anything wrong ? Did boss said anything about my absence in office? Is he going to fire me? Is he going to?, I am on my way to the work, so don’t worry, say to boss “ he’s sick or something, that’s why he’s late! “.
While Koen on the other hand could say something, he got bombarded by these strenuous questions about work. Even after these many questions from Joseph, he didn’t planned to stop whatsoever.
“Shut up!” Koen shouted to Joseph. The sound of the shout was so loud that maybe even the driver would have heard it, despite the phone not being on speaker.
After hearing the shout from his friend, Joseph got startled. “Can you please even let me say something, for Christ sake.” Koen said, infuriatingly.
After hearing that, Joseph didn’t obliged a word from his mouth.
Koen started saying “Why are you saying, and asking questions about the work? And you are not getting fired. It’s very infuriating that I can’t even talk with you without being interrupted by your nonsensical questions about work. I don’t know why you are oblivious about anything besides, work. And also For your kind information, today is holiday because of xyz’s day. For that reason, I called you to invite you today at my house for a fun time talk, and have some beer to refresh the office work that we all faced in these few weeks, months, and years. So? Are you coming at my house or not?”.
Joseph shook still in his idiotism, he didn’t answered.
“Hello? Are you there?” Koen asked.
Joseph held his hand on his forehead, in idiotism. Couldn’t believe what to think, and say. Joseph’s mind fell into oblivion.
The force of the taxi being stopped, woke up Joseph from his thoughts.
“I think you’re still busy… meet me at my home at 10am, I’ll invite more of our friends. “ Koen said, with a sigh.
After hanging up the call, the driver looked at Joseph from his front seat, and said to Joseph ”that will be $50, sir.” The price was high, but Joseph was too oblivious in his idiocy that he didn’t argued, or bargained. He got out of the taxi, and checked his wallet, he opened the wallet, and find only $50, in his surprise, should Joseph feel lucky that he has enough money to pay for his taxi fare, or feel destitute that now, he has no money to go back home, or even his friend’s home. Joseph did what was reasonable, took out the money, and gave it to the driver, as much as Joseph didn’t wanted to give that money, but certainly he had no choice.
The driver took the money and left as soon as possible, maybe because he could see how Joseph was looking silently at the driver while giving the money, and maybe also sensed that Joseph would snatch back the money if driver stood still there for more seconds.
After driver left in his taxi, Joseph did a huge sigh, of relief, that he didn’t have to attend his work, and later he did a sigh, of anxiety and frustration, that how he can able to go back home now.
“Walking would take 2hours to just reach my home.” Joseph thought to himself.
In his harbor thoughts, Joseph stood still at where he got off from taxi, at footpath. Standing still below scouring heat, holding nothing but suitcase full of tedious papers, frustration on his face, loosen tie, white and black suit, “Formal enough to stand on a footpath I think.” Joseph said , to himself. Still thinking what should he do now, Joseph pulled out a cigarette from his pant’s back pocket, and lit it, took a huge puff in tensity, exhaling big smoke of distress.
Standing like this on a scouring heat of summer, smoking, in a suit, on footpath, with suitcase in his hand, made him look like an average office man of a city.

SHORT STORIES

Here, you can find short stories from different genre and all of these stories are written by me. Till now, there can be limited amount of stories because this page has just been started and gradually more stories would be added soon.

Genre

Genre is a category which we use to differentiate books as per its context and motive. Different stories express different ideas. Romantic novels revolves around couple who encouters love and commitments that follows with it. As opposite to that, dystopian novels conceptualize a wretched environment in which people’s understanding of a free world boils down to just forlorn “living”. On this page most of the stories would be ” Fiction”. Every short story would express a raw distinct emotion and i hope it would be liked by you.

Why should you read?

Why you should read stories or any kind of literature? Reading is a skill that we should have in our life. Skill of reading is a important skill, because it improves your critical thinking, cognitive health, concentration and so forth. But, due to recent technology we don’t read books or doesn’t make it a habit. Lack of reading might be the reason of losing creativity.

Losing creative? How? you may ask. Because creativity arise when we read something. Reading a well written literature which touches an idea that you never thought of gives an opportunity to see compelling perspectives and baffling questions to think about the world around you. It allows you to think properly, question social norms, beliefs, makes your mind dynamic, and foremost benefit it that it keeps your creativity alive and also entertaine you in your boredom.