A Pageant of tiny stories
Tiny Story – Tin Can
He woke to the chatter of a million sparkles. Confused, and deep in thoughts, he looked at the twinkling wonder around him. "Want some coffee?" a mellifluous voice asked him. There was a man floating in a tin can.
Tiny Story – Maps
She was on cloud 9. He was on cloud 7. His GPS went wrong again.
Tiny Story – Miracle
I searched all my life for a miracle to believe in God. Then I looked up and saw the sky.
Tiny Story- Dead or alive
World is a black box. Life is time. He is a cat. Schrodinger's cat.
Tiny Story – Soul
He glided though the ice searching for a face. Time ticked by, but that person remained elusive. He lost himself in the sea of faces.
Tiny Story – Library
In the silence of the library, he shared Anne Frank's fear. He debated with Plato. He discussed a dream with Khalil Gibran. He went on a motorcycle ride with Che. In the silence of the library, his mind screamed with joy.
Tiny Story – Rains
Rain played spoil sport when she wore her new dress. They took shelter under his small umbrella. Next day he was down with flu and she wore her new dress to work.
Tiny Story – Yin and Yang
They were just a few feet away, but a million miles apart. Life was long, but moments were short. Love flows, hatred snaps.
Tiny Story – Reality
When temptation beckoned, she relented. When reality cautioned, she ignored. Later, when she cried for help, temptation ignored and reality hugged.
Tiny Story – Big Ben
He knew Ben from childhood. With time Ben grew up and became big. He was still a kid at heart.
Tiny story – journey of life
He stood still, but soon he found himself in a new place. "Such an analogy to life, these escalators", he thought.
Tiny story – tree
He sat on the lush green field looking at the yonder horizon. Time and seasons went by. Now they call him the forlorn tree.
Tiny Story – Vertigo
Spiral staircases gave him vertigo. Spiral staircases made her ecstatic. In that library, he revolved around her. Literally.
Tiny story – sorrow
I walked to the store and asked for a bag of 'happiness'. Shopkeeper called me crazy. I walked out with a bag of 'sorrow' that I didn't pay for.
Tiny Story – Locks
Locks on that bridge, like memories, stayed behind. She didn't.
Tiny story – envy
They envied him because he lived in a mansion. He envied them because they lived a life of freedom. Envy envied all of them, for it was just a momentary mirage.
Tiny Story – Seasons
Her dreams were like autumn leaves falling off the memory as time. Her hopes were like spring, sprouting after a cold winter. Her spirit was the warm summer morning. The demons within – her cold winter.
Tiny Story – Crossroads
He reached a crossroad but didn't know which to go. He decided to go 6 feet under. His epitaph read, "He was a man of depth"
Tiny story – brick in the wall
Patiently, brick by brick, he built their relationship. For her, he was just another brick in the wall.
Tiny story – Echo
He sang in the long hallway loud and clear. The walls sang back his echoes. One night he screamed. The walls echoed one last time.
Tiny story – Serendipity
He went to the wrong platform and took the wrong train. Now they celebrate that mistake every year together.
Tiny story – crazy philosopher
"What if the sky is a canvas for all great artists of yesteryears? Hiding amongst the clouds and painting it for us", he thought.
Cursing herself, a nurse came running in. she had missed his medication again.
Tiny story – Love
He went to a church and prayed. Jesus told Krishna, "It is your turn to answer the prayer. I did the last one and Allah the one before". Allah smiled.
Tiny story – Light's shadow
She was a lonely shadow. Always sad, berating herself for being alone. She just didn't notice him – light. He was always watching over her and without him she didn't exist.
Tiny story – Friday
She was a Friday. He was a Saturday. They met briefly at night. But her Cindrella curse kicked in and she left.
Tiny story – lost world
He lost his temper when she forgot the umbrella. Holding hands with him in the rain, she was lost in the moment.
Tiny story – Ferris Wheel
She was above him. He was below her. She screamed at the top of her voice in ecstasy. He sweated.
Tiny Story – Garden
He was a homeless seed. She was an abandoned wall. Oblivious to the world. They formed their garden of dreams.
Tiny story – Shoes
They travelled far and wide – winding roads, sylvan meadows, sandy beaches and rocky hills. While the ladies spoke, they exchanged their stories.
Tiny story – Life
On the left was a quagmire, on the right a puzzle, an enigma above him and a paradox below – he was in a stage called life.
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