Control

Close up macro of the control key on a keyboard

What’s the first image that flashes across your mind when you hear the word control? A puppet with strings attached? A person yelling at others, trying to get them to conform? A leader of a country smiling benignly down at his countrymen, his smile hiding the secrets of power? A button on a keyboard? A panel with funny little buttons and a red one you’re never supposed to push? A soft voice in a darkened room, convincing a young recruit of lies warped as truth? It could be all of them, or none at all, for it could be just an illusion.

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The Nature of Excess

Surplus. Overindulgence. Superabundance. Extravagance. Immoderation. Call it what you will, humans seem to be particularly susceptible to the allure of excess. Perhaps it’s the just all the excess room inside the skull that sets us apart from the other species. Or is it the rules of the society that bestows power on the one who possesses an abundance of whatever is valuable at that particular time in history? Maybe it’s just shameless self-indulgence, a series of biochemical reactions that makes one crave for more.

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Best of The Lord of the Rings: Character Arc

Never have I been so excited about a new series on the blog, or more nervous. My first association with The Lord of the Rings series happened when I was 10 years old. I watched the entire movie trilogy with my family and I was instantly impressed. I finished reading the series in 8th grade and I vividly remember that it took me 3 weeks to complete it. I had taken a few days of sick leave and I had the book with me throughout. Ever since, I have never truly let go of it. I make it a point to watch the trilogy and read the books every year at least. If this hasn’t already told you how crazy I am about this series, perhaps the blog posts that I have in store for September will.

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A Luxury or a Curse?

I was apprehensive about airing my views in a public space on this topic, but it had to be done. Too long have my thoughts endured the dark shadows of my mind, pining to be shared with the world. The hour has come to talk about the largely misinterpreted and controversial topic of women empowerment.

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Myths about Fanfiction

First off, I apologize for not posting anything on Monday. I’ve been having a hectic week and sleep seems to be coming less naturally to me than it used to, which leaves me more tired at the end of every passing day. Secondly, it seems my brain is unresponsive when it comes to fiction. I got through two sentences before the words shut off. My Camp NaNoWriMo word count is still at a stubborn zero. I have made plans for the weekend though, and I hope I can get something written then. Today, however, you’ll have to excuse me. This post is in response to a lot of stigma out there about the fanfiction writing community. I felt I needed to clarify a few things as someone who writes original stories 80℅ of the time and 20℅ fanfiction.

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Chasing Perfection

If we wait until we are ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.

For as long as I can remember, I have mentally (sometimes actually) corrected people’s grammar. I have used correction ink when I’ve made mistakes in my practical record. I have never struck out a word while writing with a pencil and always have an eraser handy. Every time I start a writing in a new notebook, I’ve tried my hardest not to make a single mistake on the first page. The desire to make as few mistakes as possible has been with me since childhood.

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Fictional Fridays #16

I’m back with some flash fiction this time. I’m still in the process of ironing out the finer details of Cold Scent and hope to continue it as a part of Camp NaNoWriMo in July. For today, I’ve written a fictional piece using Ronovan Hester’s prompt for this week – ‘Have a drink’. He suggested a word count of 500 and I managed to stick to that. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I liked writing it.

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The Hidden Layer

Every story has a grain of truth inside it, but only the discerning reader cracks open the nut to find that seed inside.

Ever since my holidays have begun, my rate of reading novels has sky-rocketed and I’m fresh off finishing the Bartimaeus sequence by Jonathan Stroud right now. For those who haven’t read it, it has the potent mix of humour, adventure, good characterization and fast-paced plot to ensnare your mind. I know it’s going to be a while before I pick up another fantasy book as it has given me a lot to mull over. Narrated mostly from the viewpoint of the djinni Bartimaeus, some of the lightly thrown yet meaningful comments that this thousand-year-old magical being weighs on your mind long after you close the book. This led me to think about the subtle underlying layer that all good stories contain without exception.

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Fictional Fridays #2

Last week, I started the story of Vivian with Fictional Fridays #1 and felt compelled to continue. I’ve taken up the challenge yet again with the next prompt – Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt Challenge #9.

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View from the Window Seat

I travelled in the local bus for a good part of the day yesterday and today, spending close to 7 hours in buses and bus stops. Given an option, I always take the window seat. Its lofty position gives me a view of the streets that no other form of transportation can match. I rarely travel without my earphones in my pocket. The perfect combination of peppy music and the sound of my thoughts in my head infuse enough patience in me to endure the longest journeys through the worst traffic snarls. However, the sights outside interest me the most. Travelling at night is rarely as captivating as during the day because the only two colours I see are the grey hues of buildings and the stark yellow of street lights. While several scenes made me sit up and take notice during my journey, here are two stories I thought I must share.
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