A Departed Soul

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I am a soul. I have seen the world. I have seen life and death. I have seen a child being born. I have seen an old man dying and a young child dying. I have seen all seven continents. From the hunger in Ethiopia to obesity in Newyork. From the funeral in Japan to a Wedding in India. From the wars in Iraq to the peace in Iceland. I have seen it all. But it was not possible to achieve this if I had stuck in a single body. I moved from body to body possessing the owner, shutting down their soul and dominating myself. I would gain the love of a family, shelter and all the possible experiences. At times when I would get side tracked, the person would go missing and its family would have to face the loss. This would make me realize even more about the love they’ve had. I have seen people being cheated on by the one they’d call the love of their life, but for this I had to become body-less soul, a bonus I’d get only once in 24 hours and I’d utilize it only when I’d lock my temporary body in a room at night. I did all of it to learn where my life went wrong. Even though I knew there was no repairing possible, but I had to see what the problem was. Why did I, as a human being screwed everything? As soon as I was near any person, relationship or an opportunity, things would take an unexpected turn and life would become more difficult than before. Every time I’d convince myself that this is the last time, every time I’d think that this won’t happen again. But there came a time in my life when I learnt to say that this was my worse experience so far. I decided to end it when I ran out of my capacity for all the possible ‘So fars’, so I killed myself. I had a choice, either I could go on and have peace in death or I could stay in the world and go for an expedition with an exception of seeing my loved ones. I chose the latter. I had never seen the world, so I chose to use the eternity to do so, though alone, I could see where I went wrong. I have been seeing things being repeated for over 700 years now. The world changed, technologies evolved, science made advancements, even animals have an altered behavior, but human beings are the only consistent specie. They still kill for food, die of hunger and crave for love, yet when love finds them they push it away. They still blame God for every wrong thing happening in their lives. They cheat on their loved ones, give their empathies to wrong people and do not trust their instincts. My own family has long since passed away and I don’t even remember what they look like, but I remember how they loved me. I know they are at peace. I know that as always, I chose wrong. My mistake did not end with my life, like my human self, I craved to know too much and that ended me up alone. The irony is that I was looking for what I’d done wrong, I learnt that I was not the only one who made these mistakes in the world. The problem is the mistake I made after my life and I don’t even know how many others like me are making the same mistake.


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Daily Prompt: As Seen on TV

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Daily Prompt: Clone Wars

If you could clone yourself, how would you split up your responsibilities?

The prospect of having a clone which would share my responsibilities is amazing, but on few conditions,

  • It would transfer it’s days mind work in my brain.
  • It should have an all time connection with me, without even cell-phone and all.
  • And it wouldn’t speak unless I would ask it to.

In short, it should have the properties of a robot(more or less).

Now, how I would share my responsibilities with it, is an easy question, I would ask it to help my mom in chores, something I’ve been wanting to do regularly but I am unable to do so due to my tough university schedule.
I would also like it to go to university for me, at times, when I’ll be tired, that is why I want it to transfer it’s days mind work to my brain.
Most of all, it should be able to pack my bag everyday, and must know what I want so that I don’t have to miss anything because of it.

My way out.

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Daily Prompt: The Bizarro World

In the DC comics universe, a planet called “Htrae” (“Earth” spelled backwards) is populated with bizarre versions of superheroes. A Seinfeld episode made the idea of this Bizarro World popular, where the characters encountered their opposite selves.

Craft a scene in which you meet an opposite version of yourself — or a story in a bizarre, backwards world.


I was desperate, desperate to look for my way out, or at least for any oasis in that hot desert, I was looking for a shelter from that scorching heat. I did not know what brought me there but I did know that I wanted to get out of that place as soon as possible, I ran miles searching for a clue but I knew that it was no use, it all looked like seemingly endless circle- no side different from the other, but i continued my search for some shade, and a glass of water if I was lucky, when suddenly a cave came in my view, it was at a great distance from me, but I was ready to cover that distance for the sake of some peace, I started to run towards it and finally reached my temporary destination, I wanted to enter it without thinking but something just kept on telling me that it was not right, that I must not enter, that there seems to be a an invisible wall between the world outside and the world within, but my urge to quench my thirst was more over powering than my precautious mind. I took a deep breath and stepped in, the feeling was weird, i really felt that I had crossed some invisible barrier, I wanted to try to get out, but I did know that now I was inside, I will look for what I want and if I was in danger, no one could help me now.
In the continuous stream of my thoughts, I did not realize that the cave I had entered was extremely chilled, the desert outside seemed now like a fake one, and the environment of the cave relaxed me a bit, making me think that this place cannot be harmful, it came to my mind once that it could be a trap of any kind but I convinced myself again and moved further, deciding that now I would not stop to think unless absolutely in danger. A door blocked my path, emerging from nowhere, I did not think for a moment and swung it open, entered and closed it again, upon entering I realized that I was in my own room but all the things were a little out-of-place, in fact exactly opposite to the places they are in the real life, this intrigued me more and I reopened the door I had closed, this time, it opened into my common- finally something normal, but again, further exploration lead me to conclude that I was wrong and it was all opposite. I was leaving the house from the main door when I saw a girl closing the lift door and walking very coolly towards my house, she was wearing a loose shirt with jeans, and was carrying a very small hand bag with herself, I saw her face closely and realised that she looked exactly like me, now this really made me scream, a girl like me, in front of my own house, in an attire which is so not my own(I take abaya when I go somewhere), I called her out, by taking my own name, but it seemed that she was not listening to me, I decided to make the most of that chance and left out to see how things were running in the university, I was not worried about the house because even though my family members were not there, but at least there was nothing abnormal going on with them. I reached university, and searched for Nadia(the friend I usually spend my time with at university), but I had found another good fellow and was going to ask her about some of the weirdest happenings, I walked up to her and greeted her in my usual manner, she looked at me as though I was some alien, but returned my greeting all the same and moved forward, I asked her to stop and listen to me, but she did not, in fact she responded that she was too busy right now and that she wanted to go to the library, I couldn’t believe my eyes, the friend who never used the to say no was ignoring me today as though I was completely unknown, my other friends also passed by me but did not greet me the way they used to. I was trying to conclude the events of the day when suddenly the most rowdiest group of the department came to me, slapped me at the back and greeted in a way exclusive of their own group, I was yet again astonished to see that, they were actually the people no one ever liked in the department, because all they used to do was playing pranks on others and clearing their papers due to their rich fathers. I did not want to be seen with them, what would my friends think? But I was too late for that, one of the person from that rowdy group saw a friend of mine, laughed, looked at others and me in a significant way they used to see each other before troubling anyone, and made a beeline for my friend, he had just reached her and was saying something to her when I decided to stop him and got there, I had just started to ask him to stop bullying people, when my friend I had actually come to rescue shouted at me instead of him, “Who do you think you are Samia, bullying people all the time, I don’t have a very short memory as to forget that this is what you did last week.” And she stormed out of the corridor,but the guy standing next to me, who was actually acting like a friend for the last few minutes started laughing madly at me, “You really crossed the limits these time Sam, wearing the Abaya and all to mock them, I really appreciate the effort, but she really isn’t that of an idiot.” He laughed uncontrollably, and continued, ” By the way, is that why you came back, after I dropped you off?” He continued saying something but I was not listening this time, I had realized that something was wrong, Someone looking exactly like me had taken my place, had made my friends hate me and those bullies befriend me, I must leave, I must get back to that cave and then to the desert, I was better off in that with my thirst than to see myself in such a position, I started running towards the gate, but something was pulling me backwards, something was slowing down the speed of my feet, and I felt I was falling down, down down.. Splash..!! I was in a pool of water, again, I did not know how I came there, I swam out of it and I was standing next to that enchanted cave again, I turned around to get a sip of water from the pond I had come out of, but it had vanished, I just took a second glance at that cave and moved away from it, this time looking for an oasis, but this time I came across a door, and I decided to give it a shot as well, who knows, it might be something better. 😉

In the Dead of the Night.

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Daily Prompt: The Clock

Write about anything you’d like. Somewhere in your post, include the sentence, “I heard the car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock.”


I was running very fast trying to get my class, but as much as I tried to be fast, my feet slowed down, it seemed that my feet were in a slow motion sort of thing and I really was unable to understand it.
I sat up straight, looked around, the room was exactly the same way I saw it last time, my bedside lamp was alight and cool summer breeze was ventilating the room well. The fan on the ceiling was rotating at a moderate speed. Perfect. I poured myself a glass of water from the jug which was also placed on my bedside table, I gulped the water and lied down, my mind wandered off to my family, they all might be truly enjoying the wedding they were gone to attend, they also asked me to come but since my final exams were due only this week I could not at all think of going anywhere. Being alone was never fearsome for me, having my own self for company for a few hours was a routine and that for few a days was also OK. My mom had told me all about.. I suddenly heard a car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock. It was three in the morning and my mind raced to all kind of criminals. Smugglers, burglars, terrorists, all of them. I decided on burglars and “HOME ALONE” crossed my mind. Yes, someone might have seen my family going, and I had almost grounded myself in the house for the past week due to preparation leaves. I picked up my cell phone to call the police, SHOOT, the battery was dead, soon after I talked to my sister, it went dead and I forgot to charge it afterwards. I got my shawl and wrapped it tightly around myself, even though I was drenched to the skin and had slept in my day clothes and it was a summer evening, the shawl gave me a sense of security, I had almost reached the balcony when I heard some people talking in hushed voices, I just wanted to see their position and get to my parent’s room because the landline phone was placed there, I crossed my room tiptoed, my shawl trailing behind me like a cape, and all of a sudden a horrible clanking noise struck my ears from right behind me, my shawl actually touched the spoon stand on the table behind me and it fell with an ear-splitting noise, I was sure now that they’ll sense my presence, will come for me up here instantaneously, and my entire life swam before my eyes, I was about to lose hope, but then I decided to try until my last breath and moved a little quickly towards the balcony, the noise grew louder and louder as I reached it and I was about to pass out but I managed to keep myself awake and swung the balcony door open, I crawled (because I didn’t want to be seen) towards the grill and saw what was going on. No one was in the parking, but the voices were still loud, I gathered all the courage I had and stood up to my full height. All that commotion was created due to the end of some party which was going on in my neighbourhood.. I looked at my wrist watch again, it was four in the morning, I had wasted an hour, creating an imaginary robbery in which I was caught and if I hadn’t sneaked a peak from the balcony, I’d probably be dead in my own created story.