Their world was in flames,
An atmosphere- chaotic;
She marched to her own beats,
The sole voice of reason;
Dousing the flames,
At the cost of her own skin;
Engulfed by the embers,
So the children could be free.
Not all heroes wear capes,
With a wide fan base;
Some are disguised,
under apparent labels-
The above poem was inspired by “Neerja Bhanot”, a name familar to most indians. She was a pursuer for Pan Am flight, and lost her life while helping passengers escape the plane after it was hijacked.
“Awww, did you- did you see that!”, Cam exclaimed to her brother, clutching her purse tightly as an emotional scene played out across the street from them.
A young man who looked to be in his late twenties, dressed in dirty camouflage had his arms wrapped around a black healthy looking dog. The dog’s tail wagged excitedly and his happy “woofs” could be heard from a distance. The military dressed man rubbed the dog all over in an affectionate manner and the dog was only too pleased to be spoiled by his master.
Cam stood rooted at the scene and her eyes looked as if the tears would drip down any moment. Her brother had to pull her forward saying “come on, we’re gonna be late”.
One last look at the man and dog and she made up her mind.
“Be a dear and hold my purse”, Cam pleaded to her brother. Seeing his questioning looks, she added,
“I’m just going over there to introduce myself to your future brother in-law”.
Word count: 171. The above story is in response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers photo prompt challenge where we get a picture each week to write a story not more than 175 words.
We are all motivated and inspired via different means; introverts are moved by things involving “deep philosophical thoughts”, extroverts would rather “action”, writers’ range from nature to heartbreak; but yet, sometimes intensity isn’t what gets us going. The cords that can’t be stroked by intensity could be hit through humor and rhyme- hence the quote.
You have brains in your head
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself any-
Direction you choose.
You’re on your own.
And you know what you know.
And you’re the one who will
Decide where to go.
We’ve got the brains, we’ve got the feet, we’ve got the mind and the ability to choose; it would seem that the world is our oyster but still, something keeps holding us back. It’s not the same for everyone. The cuffs restraining me are different from the ropes holding you, but if there is one thing we have in common, it’s this- we have the power in us, the ability to unlock the chain, untie the ropes, choose our destination and achieve our goals.
If we are going to be honest with ourselves, we can identify those ropes. It’s all a matter of cutting them loose. It doesn’t have to come all off at once. Just as we write one alphabet, one word, one sentence at a time, so also, slowly but surely we can get those ropes out, one knot at a time.
May we have the courage to figure out those destinations, place our feet in our shoes, ignite our minds and steer towards the direction we’ve always wanted to go.
And This is my submission to Writer’s Quote Wednesday hosted by Silver Threading. Don’t forget to pop by at the link I included to say hello to her and maybe, just maybe, get motivated to submit your quote for this event. The more the merrier 🙂
A ten year old with wild dreams,
An astronomist in the making;
Bumped through life’s many pitfalls,
Stumbled a bit, wavering.
Your mama’s told me all about you-
With dreams taller than your statue;
The goings rough, in the mean while;
Yes you- I know, don’t deny it.
They’ll say baby girl- get over it
And think hugs, kisses will erase it;
But I’ve been there honey and I tell you-
When the storm comes; got to keep your head up.
Yes you- but it will get better-
If not, I wouldn’t be writing this;
And though, love doesn’t make it go away-
I know, but it does make it better.
So yes, keep your head up baby girl,
And know that mama’s in your corner-
Always, and the spiral that’s coming down-
From there, you will build your skyline.
Stay strong, baby girl- you’ll make it.
I know I write a lot about courage and fear, but it seems to me that these are the two main things holding us back (especially as writers). Fear is an insatiable thing- the more we feed and give into it, the more it craves. And as time goes on, we lose ourselves to it. Here is where courage comes into play. If there is one antidote for fear, then it is “courage”. The amazing part is, you don’t need a bucket load full of courage in order to defeat fear. No, all that is needed is a teeny weeny bit of pluck.
Whenever fear tries to sneak it’s way in as I’m about to make a decision, I remind myself- “the worst reply I can get is ‘no'” and at the end of the day, ‘No’ is neither going to beat me nor harm me- it’s just another word that means ‘ah, next time’.
We tend to give rejection more power than it deserves and it shouldn’t be. It’s not like grade school where If we make a mistake, we get 5-10 whacks. Life is way lenient, we get no whacks and there are always other roads to follow when one closes, except if we aren’t looking.
The most courageous of people to me, are those who know they are ‘probably’ doomed before they begin a task, but yet they begin anyway. Chances are they may get licked, but a few times, they do make it. The keyword here is ‘probability’ and as I have been taught in mathematics, it means there is always a chance.
I’m going to end this by saying take that chance today and defeat fear. Just because you “may” be licked doesn’t mean you “will” be.
This is my submission to Writer’s Quote Wednesday hosted by Silver Threading. See ya next time. 🙂
For what it’s worth… It’s never
too late, or in my case too early,
to be whoever you want to be.
There’s no time limit. Start whenever
You can change or stay the same,
There are no rules to this thing.
We can make the best or the worst
of it. I hope you make the best of it.
I hope you see things that
startle you. I hope you feel things
you never felt before.
I hope you meet people who have
a different point of view.
I hope you live a life you’re proud
of. And if you’re not,
I hope you have the courage to
start all over again.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
The above words by the late. F Scott Fitzgerald is one I’m glad I came upon. The awesome thing about life is that we have the ability to change and start all over again. And actually, it’s that easy- The first step is having the will, and we’ll go from there.
One of the best thing that ever happened to me is traveling out of the only country I knew to another, thousands of miles away. And actually, it’s not as bad as it seems. If I hadn’t left, I would have missed out on the most amazing opportunity of having the experience to see a whole different culture and people. To interact with people who do not care about past mistakes. To begin things on a clean and clear state. And most of all, to belong in community with a variety of citizens each from different nationalities and getting to learn and experience their way of life. Not to mention, the “amusing” characters you get to come across who make the perfect inspiration for writing.