Lover's point

"Smile please", she said cheerfully.
It was an ideal vacation spot at this time of the year. The cool wind blowing on the mountain top; the tender sunrays reflecting in the clear sky; the lush green in backdrop of valley at the edge of the cliff and no one in sight except for the two of them. No wonder this was called 'Lover's Point'.
He stood at the edge of the cliff in a pose as if he had conquered the world. The wind ruffled his hair and made him look like an 80's bollywood star. He gave the broadest possible smile like one of those actors in toothpaste commercials.
*Click* The photo was excellent, better than she had expected.
She went near him, smiled, and said, "Goodbye". Before he could even react, he tripped over the edge by the sudden push.
She could frame the picture on her wall permanently now.

Epidemic

It was not as if she was not aware of it. She always knew she was going to start the chain reaction. Afterall, it does spread with contact.
And yet she carelessly roamed around the office from desk to desk greeting every person.
Most people got affected immediately. Some resisted for a couple of minutes but could not resist any more.
It was visible on people's faces. Their facial expressions changed; their lips started curving almost instanteneously.
The epidemic had spread. Her smile truly was contagious.

God's favorite

She prayed to God that it should not rain. She was just able to hold her nerves with the big presentation due today. Nothing was going her way.
The white top she wanted to wear had a big stain at the center. Her car refused to start despite her numerous attempts and she had to walk a quarter mile in her high heels before she got a cab. There could not be a worse day in her life yet. And to add to it, the clouds were forming in the sky.
The clouds were forming in the sky. He prayed to God for it to rain. His kids would starve if his small farm did not get the required rain.
It did not rain. Seems like God also has favorites.

Newton simplified!

First of all, let me confess this. I am not a scientist nor an engineer; heck I did not understand most of physics when I needed to in high school too.

Having that out of our way now, let me explain to you about how I understand Newton's law of motion.

First law: When viewed in an inertial reference frame, an object either remains at rest unless acted upon by an external force.

The object is me. On a Sunday. On my couch. I will remain in Inertia (constant state of rest) unless acted upon by an external force; which is my family ofcourse.
The external force can be verbal:
Get up and take a bath you Ogre
Go and get those chips yourself
No I am not going to pass the remote
Or Non-verbal:
Switching of the fan
Taking away the tv remote
Cleaning the fan in the room so that dust floats around like snowflakes on your head

Second law: F=ma. The vector sum of the forces F on an object is equal to the mass m of that object multiplied by the acceleration vector a of the object. (F/m=a)

A Maruti 800 has very less weight as compared to others; so does the 185 year old gentleman driving the car. Thus; the force required by him to gain the acceleration necessary in first lane is too much. Beyond capabalities of his car or him.
Yet he refuses to move out of the lane which requires a different experiment and law to understand.
Adding external Force to this by honking like a maniac from behind may increase the acceleration.

Third law: When one body exerts a force on a second body, the second body simultaneously exerts a force equal in magnitude and opposite in direction on the first body.

This is precisely proven in a Mumbai local train. Every verbal abuse you give is met by an equal abuse by the opposite party. Similarly, every push you give, every nudge, will be met by equal and definitely opposite force.

That was a quick science lesson for you. Do let me know if you wish to learn any other complicated Science Voodoo stuff.

Tuesday Blues

My phone rang the fifth time. I answered it this time.
"Where the hell are you?", yelled my boss on the other side.
"At home", I said calmly.
"And why are you not in office?", he was at the verge of explosion.
"I'm boycotting Mondays", I said as assertively as possible.
"That's ridiculous", he snapped, "You can't do that".
"But I can and I am doing it!", I said half mockingly.
He disconnected the phone without further argument. The news spread in the office. People first joked, then thought and then agreed. The idea spread. People stayed home. In our small way, we succeeded in boycotting Mondays.
Now I feel bad for Monday. Today is Tuesday morning and I am having Tuesday blues. I realized it was never Monday's fault.

Superpower

There I was; tied; unable to breakfree. I could not rescue myself despite all the efforts. The pain was killing me, slowly but surely. I had absolutely no idea on how will I survive. The bondages were too strong; I was too weak.
Then a tear fell from my eye, followed by another and another and another. The ropes holding me down started burning. I cried, weeped, wailed. The ropes snapped and I was free.
I learned crying was my superpower, it could free me whenever I wanted.

Living with Hope

There she was, lying alone on the government hospital bed. The past few months flashed by in her memory like a movie show. The romance, the false promises, the moment of weakness, the denial and the loneliness. Some thought it was a very brave decision for her to go through this all on her own; others thought she was ruining her life. Her family did not have any opinion on this; nor did they want to have anything to do with her. Indifference, they say, is the worst form of rejection.
And he? He was just looking for some fun. "A baby? Are you out of your mind? You are not even my type", he said.
The emotional turmoil and mental depression was taking over her again. She felt as if the easiest way to get over this was to embrace death.
The voice suddenly broke her thoughts. "What will you name her?", said the nurse.
"Hope", she said.