Gaieties and Festivities

He looked at the sky The beaming stars The shining moon Yet, he knew the night missed something Diyas lit around Lights glowing and lightening up the surroundings Sweets loaded in big boxes hallmarked the ongoing festivity But he knew none of it was his He called her up Nobody picked up that call ‘Must…

Warfare transcending from Micro to Macro-world!

On some extremely rare occasions my write-up contains itself up to a word-limit of say, 100 words. And here is the one. He pulled her ears, daring her to win. She, on the other hand, accepted the challenge shouting roguishly, ‘Game is on.’ Offended, his rage escalated to the devilish proportions, and he tried to…