Twittering Tales #142 – 25 June 2019

 

The years flew by so fast, all the hardwork pays off and the dream comes true. Here I am today as a anesthesiologist. I made it. The thought crossed Dr Jay’s mind just when the physician asked her if she’s sure about the patient’s loss of consciousness.
“Yes,”
“Scissors please?”

(280 characters)

~Jannat

Twittering Tales #141 – 18 June 2019

“Oh, hello I can see you spying on me. You better not do that. That’s really childish of you.” said Joey, a participant for a marathon, to his opponent who was observing his race routes and finishing time from the stadium’s terrace by sticking his head between the railings.

(274 characters)

~Jannat

Twittering Tales #140 – 11 June 2019

An empty soul, vacant
Cognizant of the conflicted feelings rushing in a mind
Experiencing a state of contradiction, seeing longevity, wanting an end.
A hopeless soul it is!

(170 characters)

~Jannat

Twittering Tales #79 – 10 April, 2018

Hellen: Oh see, there’s this family of swans.
Bob: We’re so lucky to get this view too early
Macadamian: Long neck, broad bill, webbed feet, all white plumage, and here it is.
Bob: Picture courtesy?
Macadamian: All because of my polaroid camera.
Bob: Well, I also have a share in it.

(279 characters)

~Jannat

Twittering Tales #74 – March 9, 2018

The awesome threesome went for day hiking. The park rangers instructed them to stay on the trails. But compelled by the habits, they went for shortcut and got into trouble.

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Twittering Tale #73 – 4 March, 2018

Being in a state of agitation
Going through the turbulent phases of her life
Jay dreamt of a broken down bridge, a lake, and a fence
Which symbolizes obstacles and tumult, except of a lake whose clearness and stillness suggests the deep self that lies beneath the emotional self.

(276 characters)

~Jannat

Twittering Tales #69 – 30 January 2018

Happy, happy, happy
It’s time for the sleep
Baby, baby, baby
You better go to sleep
A proud new mama turned her baby bliss into a sweet lullaby. This sweet night ritual with it’s slow rythm promotes a state of drowsiness. She thinks her son is a sweetest little part of her destiny.

 

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Twittering Tales #62 – 18 December 2017

Totally alone and depressed Jay, walked along the beach; here she finds tranquillity and peace.
While walking she discoverered a bottle with a letter which says, ‘You’re allowed to scream and cry but do not give up.’ She sticks to what it says and it completely changes her life.

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Twittering Tales #61 – 7 November 2017

Who knows about life and its unpredictability
Who knows what lies ahead
Who knows what life will bring
Who knows where life will take you
Who knows what it’s like to be dead
Every soul is bound to taste death but Hank experienced it too early in his life when he was called to die…

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Twittering Tale #59 – 23 Nov 2017

Sara and Lily sat in the music room and reminisced about the good old days when they both used to attend piano lessons. To make another memory together Sara plays the piano and as her fingers touched it Lily took the photo which turned out to be the last photo of them together.