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Pigeons

Three pigeons sitting on a tree branch.

“Hey Dan, stay on the lookout. It seems that the crows are preparing for a fight.”

“Aye aye, captain.”

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Ouch!

I was listening to the song I loved
When I heard something crack
I turned to see my bookcase
That fell over my back

Ouch!

The future of earth

Daily Prompt – You’ve been granted the power to predict the future! The catch — each time you use your power, it costs you one day (as in, you’ll live one day less). How would you use this power, it at all?


“Your wish has been granted”, said the genie with his majestic voice. “But the catch is that each time you use it, you will lose one day of your life. In simple words, you’ll die early.”

“That doesn’t matter. I don’t bother how much I live and one day isn’t much (compared to the decades I am going to live). Now get yourself going”, I said.

“As your wish.” And then with a whoosh and a cloud of fog he disappeared right before me.

“Let’s try predicting how the earth will be after 500 years or so”, I thought. I strained my brain a little and fell asleep, seeing the future.

The earth was completely abandoned. There was no sign of life anywhere. I roamed through my hometown and all its nearby places, also the capitals of various countries. Everywhere there was nothing but dust and only dust. There was not a single tree or forest, only abandoned dusty skyscrapers, bridges and roads. The situation was just like in the movie WALL-E.

Then I came back. The power was used once, so I had lost one day of my life. “That’s enough. I don’t think I need to predict more. If we use resources at such a fast rate then this prediction would come true.” I now realized how much we waste our precious natural resources. What will happen of our future generations if this carries on? Let’s save our mother earth.

I will predict again after a decade to see how much more the earth will deteriorate.

Robot Writer

“Here is it, sir. Your robot which can do any one job you intend it to do”, said the company’s technician who delivered the robot to my house.

“Oh! Thanks for that. Now please configure it”, I said.

“OK. But remember, once it is configured to do one job, it cannot be changed. It will continue doing the same job until it dies (which it doesn’t) or is destroyed. Choose wisely.”

I weighed all of my daily work figuring out with which one I should configure the robot. Whether it should help me brush, sing me a melody to make me sleep, write my assignments, etc. After a moment, I fixed my mind and chose to configure it with writing my college laboratory journal work. After all, it was the most boring and tiresome work. If you are a student (or have been one), you know that very well.

“OK. Done. Just some little…tick..tack…and wrooomm. It is on. Just say what you want to write and it will write it.”

“Won’t it write by itself?”, I asked, disappointed by such a shortcoming in the robot.

“No, sir. You will have to dictate it and the robot will write as fast as you dictate. So it won’t be hard since you just have to read from the laboratory manual and the assignment’s complete.”

“Well…err..thanks. If that’s the case, then it is OK with me. At least I don’t have to write anything.”

The technician took his pay and as soon as he retired I started toying with the robot. He was right. The robot wrote everything I read (I was reading from a book). No complaints. Now I had a Robot Writer.

No Wrinkles, No Studies

Daily Prompt – You wake up one day and realize you’re ten years older than you were the previous night. Beyond the initial shock, how does this development change your life plans?


Since the daily prompt man has told us to tell the story after the initial shock of seeing ourselves older, I will skip those waking up and seeing myself in the mirror part. I will glance the calendar and notice that how quick 10 years flew by. Just one sleep. I will be in the World Book of Records for sleeping for 10 years.

I am young and even after 10 years I will be young, so there’s no question of wrinkles covering my face. As to my studies part, I remember passing my bachelor and masters (in my dreams). I will plan a party tonight to celebrate. Studies were, are and will always be the most boring part of every engineer’s life. Skipping all those studies is like a dream come true (actually it was a dream, wasn’t it?).

As to my life plans, they won’t change. I wanted a nice job and I got one. Now I will spend the rest of my life as it is now. Of course, wrinkles will come after some years but I don’t care. After all, that’s nature.

Sudden Downpour! Eh?

Daily Prompt – It was sunny when you left home, so you didn’t take an umbrella. An hour later, you’re caught in a torrential downpour. You run into the first store you can find — it happens to be a dark, slightly shabby antique store, full of old artifacts, books, and dust. The shop’s ancient proprietor walks out of the back room to greet you. Tell us what happens next!


“Take an umbrella, just in case”, shouted my mom as I dashed out of my house.

“Later”, I said. I was so eager to see one of my friend’s new laptop that I didn’t even care to take an umbrella. Anyways, it was a sunny day and I didn’t expect to rain. But…

God knows from where the clouds came and started such a typical windy monsoon rainfall that I was obliged to find some shelter. I started running to the nearest store that I could find. I found one (though I was already drenched). It was one of those old fashioned stores that you used to see in the olden times. I marveled at it’s olden structure while entering it.

“Bad weather, eh?”, said the proprietor coming out of the back room.

“Yeah. Good that I found some shelter. What’s this shop about, by the way? It’s looks old”, I said.

“It’s my antique shop where one can find old artifacts, books or anything old. Anything that reminds you of olden but golden times.” And he showed me his shop. There were many old artifacts (all dust covered) with some year engraved at the bottom of it. Those artifacts and books piqued my curiosity and I looked through all the objects kept there.

The shopkeeper was a very generous person. A senior-citizen, almost 5 foot, wrinkled face supported with a stick. He explained to me the history of all the artifacts and even gave me a little summary of some of the most famous books of his time. One thing I liked the most was a small piece of artifact shaped like a spear. The year 1680 was engraved below it.

“The hunters used these small spears to attack in closed spaces where normal weapons were of no use. Like in caves”, said the proprietor. I asked the price and checking the amount of money I had, paid him and thanked him for his generosity. It was a 15 minute walk from the shop to my friend’s. As soon as the rain stopped (which it did after 10 minutes), I rushed to my friend’s house. Now eager to see his laptop and show him my new (old) spear.

My Brain

Daily Prompt – Today, write about any topic you feel like — but you must reuse your opening line (at least) two more times in the course of your post.


My brain doesn’t work when I try to solve problems of calculus. Limits, derivatives, integration, partial fractions and all the others nightmares of calculus. It is the immortal enemy of all the mankind (or just me, I suppose).

My brain doesn’t work when I try to concentrate for a prompt and the TV is on nearby (not nearby, it is just next to me). I don’t like sounds interfering my thoughts. They come like bullets from a gun and shatter all of my thoughts.

My brain doesn’t work when I am programming and someone besides me just doesn’t stop talking. All of my syntax goes wrong and I end up puttting semicolons in the wrong places. When that happens, I wish I could just punch that person in the face.

My brain doesn’t work when I go to sleep. No explanation needed.

The race day

It was a bright and sunny day. Angelo was outfitting himself in his athlete outfit. It was the race day.

He had prepared himself for it by practicing daily since a month. He was sure to win. He used to run for 15 km daily without stopping.

“I only have to run for 400 meters today”, he thought. “That would be nothing.”

As he approached the starting line, he met with some of the best athletes of his school. Some of them were his friends. They exchanged greetings and wished each other good luck.

Everyone lined themselves up at the starting line. Sweat could be seen running down Angelo’s temples. Was he stressed competing against the top athletes or was it just his enthusiasm and his excitement in running? He was confident that his practice has already made him the best and he could already see himself holding the trophy.

“On your mark…Get set…GO!!”, shouted the coach. And there they went with blazing speed. Angelo in the lead. He smiled imagining the prospect of winning the prize. He almost reached 150 meters when he tumbled and fell.

His opponents brushed past him taking the advantage of his fall. “Damn it!”, thought Angelo. “How did I fall? Now I won’t be able to win the race. But still…”

After a brief moment of pause, he got up, dusted himself and ran again. The spectators were all in awe. “He couldn’t win now”, said one of them.

The race ended and after the prize distribution ceremony, one of spectators asked him why he raced even when he knew he couldn’t win. He could have given up. To which Angelo replied, “It doesn’t matter in which position I finish, I must not give up my determination. I was determined to finish the race and not move away like a loser. At least I completed the event like a true athlete otherwise people would easily call me a quitter.”

“Wake up! Wake up, Angelo, it’s time for your practice”, he heard his mom call out to him. He woke up realizing that all was a dream. He had to practice; the race-day was just next week. This time he thought, “I won’t fall.”

A Zombie Apocalypse

Daily Prompt – How would your life be different if you were incapable of feeling fear? Would your life be better or worse than it is now?


A long time ago, we used to live in a rental apartment back then. “We” means me and one of my friends (his name was Martin). It was just because we had to travel a lot of time to the college that most of our valuable study time was wasted. So living near the college was the only solution since the college didn’t provide accomodation.

It was one dark and dreary night. We were up studying for the exam that was just the next day. Suddenly,

THUD A sound came from within the room next to ours. THUD It came again. It sounded as if someone just wanted to break the wall separating us. I asked Martin, “What’s that? Any idea?”

“Nope. I am wondering how this sound could come if no one lives in that apartment”, he replied. “Let’s check this out”, and he got up to move.

“Wait”, I said, “let’s take our baseball bat in case something happens.”

“Good idea”, and he opened the door. We walked to the next door and listened intentively. Just then, THUD, the door was slammed from the inside. There was something fishy for sure.

“You scared?”, asked Martin. “Nope. You?”

“The same. Then, let’s check”, he replied and broke the door open.

The force with which he slammed the door made him fall with the door. I looked through, the room was full of zombies (yes, zombies, you are not mistaken). There were almost 10. As one of them tried to come closer to me, I smashed him bringing him to the floor (thanks to my bat). Martin was striving to get up since one of the zombies was pressing him to the floor. I rushed to him and brought the zombie down.

Martin got up. “It’s just like playing Call Of Duty: Zombies, isn’t it?”, he said. “Yeahhh!! Then what are you waiting for, let’s play!”

And we spent the next 10 minutes in smashing the zombies fearlessly and ruthlessly just like we used to play the game. I thought zombie apocalypses could only occur in a game. When we had finished we thoroughly checked the hole room for any remnants. And I just happened to look through the window seeing that there were more on the street, “I think we have more job to do”, I said.

My friend approached and looking through said, “Then, let’s go and save the world.”

My New Playground

Daily Prompt – You just inherited a dilapidated, crumbling-down grand mansion in the countryside. Assuming money is no issue, what do you do with it?


“Remember that aunt that once left you $1,000,000?”, asked Dad when he got home from work this evening.

“Yes, we have already donated that money. And we have also bought a car. So?”, said I, wondering why Dad asked me about my late aunt (whom I didn’t even knew existed).

“Well, she has more things in store for us I think (or for you)”, he replied. Perplexed as I was, I requested him to make everything clear.

“You have just inherited her great mansion which resides in the countryside yonder”, said he. “But there’s one problem.”

This almost baffled me the same way it did when she left me a million dollars. How generous my aunt was even after death for a child who doesn’t even know about her. Now I had inherited another huge property not knowing what to do.

“What? The mansion isn’t enough now that it has problems in it”, I asked.

“It is almost deteriorated and crumbled”, he answered.

“So?”

“No problem, the advocates say that she has (once again) left lots of money for you to revive those old bricks. What do you do?”

“Hmmm. It is simple. Since money isn’t a issue and the mansion is already crumbled down AND we already have a home, I think that we should demolish it”, I said.

“And then?”, Dad asked.

“Then, use the money and transform that area into a nice big playground; since there is a shortage of playgrounds in this concrete jungle.”

“That’s a nice idea you have got there!”, Dad exclaimed, always amused by my thoughts and thinking. Young as I was, I always wanted to practice soccer but there were no proper playgrounds to practice. Now that I got one, though it would take some to be established, I had no problem of practicing. Thanks aunt, once again.