You go down in a lift that doesn’t stop for hours. When it finally opens, what do you see?
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As a kid, the land of fairies and goblins, witches and demons, knights and palaces always fascinated me. I looked up in awe at the mythical characters with their super powers. Their gift to fly in the open sky or dive to the bottom of the ocean, save the princess in distress… ah the world of fantasy always enchanted me. Well, real life is poles apart from this utopian world. Growing up, this fascination got buried somewhere deep in my heart. Life and routine happened.
Exhausted after another long day at work, I headed towards the elevator to get home, praying that I would be spared by the serpentine weekend traffic. I pressed the parking level button and was catching up on the messages on my phone. Wondering what was taking so long for the elevator to reach the basement, I looked up to see the indicator. I was shocked to see a blinking red arrow pointing down and felt the elevator spiralling down. Panic hit me. I tried to ring the alarm bell, make a call on my phone but none of them worked. After what seemed an eternity, the elevator finally stopped and the door opened. With trepidation in my heart, I slowly stepped out. The sight that greeted me was out of the world.
Bright sunshine smiled as if to welcome me. The green grassland with huge castles caught my attention beyond the valley filled with cascading waterfalls, chirpy birds and meandering butterflies. The moment I stepped into this place, I underwent a magical change. I found myself in a pretty white gown with a tiara and wings. The breeze swirled, infusing sweet scents of the floral tapestry. A feeling of ecstasy enveloped me. Happy and smiling, with my arms stretched out, I spun around, my gown billowing, as each color embraced me with a sweet song. I was pleasantly surprised when my wings started to flap and I could fly. Soaring into the blue expanse, I flew through the duvet of clouds and sparkles of rainbow. A fairy appeared before me. In a sweet voice she asked me to wish for 3 boons.
As I was about to ask for my wishes, I felt a thud. The door of the elevator opened and I found myself staring at the parking lot of my office building. I walked towards my car, wondering whether I was day dreaming or was it an esoteric experience?
This is an absolute fun post. Very different from my usual style of writing. Hope you enjoy it 🙂
It was quite late into the night by the time Tina finished reading the book “Alice in Wonderland.”
Letting out a yawn, soon she fell asleep. A wave of dreamy wand transported her to a fantasy world. She found herself in a majestic palace. Intrigued, she began exploring the place. Hearing the music play in one of the rooms, she went in the direction and peeped into the hall. She was surprised at the sight she saw.
“Welcome to Tasty’s T party. If your name begins with T just walk in!” ,read the banner.
Confetti’s, balloons and festoons adorned the hall. Hey! But look… All the food items there had come alive, singing and dancing.
Tina stood there watching in awe. She was let in as her name began with the letter T.
Tea and Toast made a perfect pair
Tuna and Trout tempura were fiery
Thyme and Tarragon spiced up the party
Turkey and Tofu blended well
Turmeric and Tamarind curried a gravy
Tortillas and Taco wrapped up fillings together
Turnip and Tapioca were the odd ones out
Tahini and Tabasco sauced up starters
Tomatoes and Tangerines tangoed together
Tuxedo and Tequila were in high spirits
Toffee and Tart were the all-time favorites
But,
Trifle and Tiramisu were crowned the dessert queens!
Ah… The ambrosial array of flavors tickled and tantalized her taste buds.
But sadly, the trill of the alarm transported Tina back to her bed!
In response to Kat’s twittering tale, to write a tale on the prompt in 280 letters or less!
First man selected as a tourist to space was finally a reality, after months of preparation. Tension mounting high, I embarked on the voyage. As we settled into the orbit, I started to relax.
The loud blast threw me out, only to realize I had fallen off my bed. End of my dream!
Thanks Sasha for nominating me for the 3 Day quote challenge!
Age is just a number they say!
How true it is with some people.
My aunt was married at a young age. Settling down into the routine of a housewife, children and all other commitments that follow came naturally to her. But she always had that burning desire to do something in her life.
Time flew. Kids grew up, got married and left the nest. It was then she completed her studies and did her post graduation, at the age of 55. After the death of my uncle she has been living with her kids, shuttling between US and India.She speaks excellent English. She has donned many hats with elan. A voracious reader and a singer, she composed many songs and set them to music. A lady with an artistic bent of mind, she has created beautiful items of art and craft….. a multi faceted personality indeed!
Today, at the age of 75. She is preparing to take up her Sanskrit Examination. She is also learning Tamil so that she can read their rich literary work. She is spiritually inclined having an in depth knowledge of all our great scriptures.
She does not take a nap in the afternoons, keeps herself fully occupied doing the things she enjoys, doesn’t let an iota of laziness wander around her. Her zeal and enthusiasm to learn new things and her zest for life can put many youngsters to shame. She exhibits a very positive attitude towards life.Truly an inspiration to all !
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