The power of Pen

The boy just had stood off from the hospital bed and a bad omen was still on waiting. Vez heard the voice on Mr Oraculo shouting out “Help! Help!” He rushed towards the main gate. The guards were beaten to death. They were a gang. Vez cleverly moved near to one of the bikers and banged his head with the guard's stick. He sat on the bike and chased them. Vez threw that stick on the car. They were ignited, they left Mr Oraculo on the road and rushed after Vez. Vez unconsciously turned left and right. The roads also have their own plans, that led him to the field where Último used to play. He saw Último playing cricket and called him from the deepest of his voice. His soul was weeping tears of joy and eyes quenched their thirst to get a glance of Último. He was overwhelmed and quickly got off from the bike to meet Último. But his fortune wasn’t so great to fulfil his wish without the offer of blood. Someone kicked him from his back. He fell upon the railing, his collar red by his b...

Both the friends sat beneath the tree Putting hands on hands, talking to the breeze. Talked about the way they walked In the friendship that made them tired.  Pained others’ hearts with deep cuts But bled the friendship deeply hurt. The bitter cry of heart made them laugh together, May their friendship last in dreams forever. The breeze blew, the sun glowed and flowers woke when the friendship came to an end. The way that the two friends Ultimo and Vez walked was not too long but rather too deep. This depth can only be attained in dreams but not was expected to break like the journey to a La La Land. Both walked down the street to Ultimo’s house, touched with a bit of nostalgia their tears were speaking, remembering the sweet memories and they were dumbstruck with the grief of separation. In front of the house of Ultimo Vez waved his hands. They had them party at night and got back to their houses. The next day everything was as usual, but there wasn’t t...

‘Once in a blue moon’ my eyes noticed the dining table graced by the eatables placed on it. Designed meticulously with woods of teak, embossed with diamonds and with all other necessities that made it my privilege to have breakfast on it. But I felt of being made ‘Scapegoat for a cause’, well I guessed that. The appetizers smelt so delicious that my mouth started watering. I started eating, I made sure that I halved the work of the maid. I also tried to save water by licking my fingers! Then, while gazing at the stars and their mystic beauty my ears heard the voice of a bold man. It was not a man, it was an alien. It was tall and with hair of black, he himself dropped inside. I felt a bit uncomfortable.  The man came straight and crouched on his knees. He asked me to head to the ceremony. After being treated so well, graced with good ideas I continued. I was led to a stage. A large crowd was around the stage all were in joy, as I came in front, they greeted me with cheerful f...