Fair

Yes, you weren't born to do dishes or cry like fishes,
you rose to rule, you woke to banish the fools,
society shuns you, in vain,
raped, scathed, scarred, scared by genders,
but times have changed and you are myth benders,
your pain has subsided,
but then people are being one sided,
we were hideous, we are ugly, all inside,
but we have cleansed and rinsed souls,
right to be debased then, but changed are ours goals,
we request thee to stop shaming us,
and thy voice at blaming, thus,
being asked 'revolution is when?',
give us a chance we'll learn,
to give you a future you yearn,
you are now the women,
as worded from the turbaned poet's pen,
after all we are our mother's son,
please let us be real men.

~Feminism is not in equality but in what is fair.

The Twinst-2

Yin was in tears after she read the letter, though it wasn't as traumatising as the events that occurred 5 days ago. It hit her pretty hard.

Her parents weren't what'd you'd consider normal. Sure they were high school sweethearts and almost eloped, but they were the best parents anyone could ever get. They would play videogames with them, drink with them, and even arrange random dates with their boyfriend and girlfriends. The loved them what ever they did.
But their blood ran cold when they found their parents hung upside in their garage.

The biopsy report read:
"The Juh's household Homicide case
Both Wu Ting Juh and Chen Zhao Juh Were victims of homicide on 25-october 2014.
Time of death is around 11.33 p.m CST for Chen Juh and around 12 a.m for Wu Juh.
The mother (Wu Juh) endured the murderous torture longer than the father(Chen Juh).
Both of them were Cut rather surgically incisioned in various places on their body but strangely the incisions were stitched up. They were beat up badly while hung upside down.
The motive of  this action is unknown but it proved fatal to the couple.
Another strange event was that they were drugged  with an unknown chemical agent after the torture.
Drugging them after the torture doesn't make any sense and the lab technicians are working to find out why....."
The report read so on.

When Yin and Yang had returned from the Doctor after a mystery attacker had hit Yang in his head while they were walking home back from school. Though Yin was unharmed, Yang was bludgeoned at the back of his head by an unknown attacker on a bike. They Visited their Family doctor and God-parent, Heilen DeCruz, but they learned from her P.A. that she had already left to India today morning. With first aid done to Yang they went home to witness the slaughter.
Yang fainted on Yin's shoulder.

Yin was scared to death, but being the bold girl she was called in the police and ambulance. she searched the house for missing stuff but there was nothing specifically missing. It seemed as if they had come just to kill.
There was no strong evidence to denote the killer and but it is said that two of them were there.

Heilen came back from India that night and she tried to console them, in vain. She said she had to leave to India tomorrow for an emergency case, though she tried cancelling the appointment, Yin felt that she better go and attend the case for it might be another children praying for his or her parent.
Heilen left the next day first flight.

'It was 2 a.m, early morning or night if you wish, She did not hear any sound, but she wished she did. Usually around this time she would hear her dad carpenting in his workshop and his mom playing playstation rather very loud with her. But there was only dead silence. The silence of her parents being dead She was also plagued by another issue, but she thought its best not to think about him now.'


2 days later.
There was no word from Heilen nor they were able to reach her. Yang seemed away from all of the world happenings, she knew he was moody and cloudy always but he seemed aloof now. like he was blank. Heilen had said she'd take care of the psych eval of Yang after his head bump.

She knew they had made a mistake. Yin knew they musn't have ignored the repeated threats in the form of beheaded  and skinned pets and dogs.

A week prior to their parent's death their pug limbo was found skinned on their porch. Yin's parents came in running after they heard her scream so loud. It took them an hour to console the twins. But it was not the twins they were worried about.

And few days after that Yin slipped over a pool of half-dried blood from a beheaded goat carcass.
Her trauma increased exponentially when the saw all 15 of their cattle and pets slaughtered and disfigured in her barn. The police and the media channels buzzed about it for two days.
The Juh's household was in dismay. No one spoke in the home and all were shaken up badly by the sudden events that had transpired in the past week.

A day Later Wu and Chen were found hung upside down by Yin and Yang.
Flash news read "Father and mother of Three were killed in a bizzare murder yesterday night.
It is said that there is a possible link between the homicide and pet massacre from the week before...
almost a week ago the was a mass killing of pets and cattle in the Juh household. Around 15 pet animals and cattle were killed and beheaded by a unknown killer. They were later moved to...*static*"

The police filed in a case and linked it with the cattle massacre.
The whole town talked abut the Juh's.

But what baffled the townspeople was the Missing third Child, Yo.
The Youngest of the triplets, the unjoined triplet.

~Final Part 3 to continue.




 

The Twinst-1

"almost *static* ago the was a mass *static**static* in the Juh household. Around 15 pet *static* *static* *static* and moved to * static*..."
Yang woke up with a shudder and found himself on his bed sweating profusely. He switched off the annoying old TV. The dream he just had was very vivid and detailed, and gory. He was thankful that he did not wet his pants.

'He had a knife, like none he had seen in his life, it was long and slender and very sharp, it had already made an incision in his thumb when he touched the blade.
He lifted something, something alive. It was a dog, a small pug and it looked familiar. Suddenly he realized that he was not in full control of his body.He felt as if someone was controlling him, as if someone was handling him.

He lifted the dog up by its collar violently, it whimpering with fear, and made a small but deep incision on its neck. His heart stopped. The dog yelped and thrashed about in his hand. He tried his best to take over his body again but in vain. The dog bled slowly and fell unconscious. His hands made minute but accurate cuts on the neck and he Skinned the dog.
He saw himself walking towards somewhere. He walked for around 10 minutes and he dropped the skinned pug on a house's porch.'

His alarm buzzed 5 a.m. and woke him up. Groggily he stood up from his bed
He heard a thud from his front door. When he found a skinned dog. It was his pug, Limbo.
Fractions later a guttural scream echoed through the halls of his house.

After the exhausting day,Yang went to bed and fell asleep almost instantly. The dream came back.

'This time he was in a barn. The were lot of cows and horses. and then there was this small goat.
It stood as if it was waiting for something. Yang knew that something horrible was going to happen again. Something horrible by his hands yet uncontrollable. This time around he took out something that looked like a saw, a saw sharper, thinner and stronger than the usual saws.

As expected he took that small goat on his lap. It was bleating slowly but calmly. it was as if the goat knew him beforehand. as if it was his pet. Now the control over him was stronger. He felt as if his hands were being forced to work. Yang's heart screamed silently when he pierced the goat's belly with the saw. The goat was in mortal pain. its bleating faded after he broke its neck forcefully.

He cut the young goat's head and threw it away. He dragged the beheaded body and entered the same compound he entered in yesterday's dream.'

He woke up again at the 5 a.m. alarm buzz.
He slowly opened his front door but nothing was found. Thankfully, he retreated into his kitchen and took the garbage opened the backdoor. He slipped over something and fell on the hard ground. There was a pool of half-dried blood from a beheaded goat carcass.



Another scream was heard 2 blocks away.'

Yang did not wake up completely, he lay there still with his eyes closed, images of the dream were lucid but faded away soon. He hesitantly pulled himself up from the bed and he heard his door bell ring. He did not feel like attending the door, but a force dominated him and seemed to make  him work. The ringing had stopped but he found a letter below the door.

It was from his family doctor and god-parent Ms.Heilen.
"Dear Yin,
I hope you guys are fine, I hope you guys are dealing the loss of your parents good. I wish I was there with you people.
How are you managing yourself? Are you eating well?
Your brother's psych and bio report came in from the lab.
 It says that he hit his head over a hard object. What actually happened that day? Are you hiding something from me?
It says that he is suffering from a very rare condition.
Added to his somnambulism he also has 'Ultamnesia'.
Though this might kind a bit crazy,  your brother cannot register current memory for atleast 8 days though he will react he won't remember.
It doesn't mean he is fully amnesiac but His mind doesn't make memories for a week or so.
This has been in research for a long time but no absolute cure is found yet, this can go off anytime.
But it appears that you do not suffer anything harm from his injury with you Both being Con-joined twins.
Concentrate on your academics since its your final year and you have to start your practice by next year. Hoping Yang is doing well.
I always wish the best for you three and hope to be with you soon.
with love,
Heilen."

~part 2 coming soon

Rain.

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.                                                            that it wasn't a
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.                                                              with bliss, I'm
.                                                                wishing for
.                                                                     more
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~mazhai

The spray.

' Dear officials please consider this as my note of confession but I don't wish to point out blame anybody. I write this with great regret and sadness, as I sit alone in my home, my wife has left me for another mate. She has even taken my eggs with her, I was not even given a chance to explain my stance and what really happened that day. I have been feeding myself and living alone for the past 60 days.
I feel as if my wings are broken and my senses are list. Even my kids hate me, they even refuse to talk to me and have flown out of our nest. My agony is inexplicable. Someone can be pushed only so much in his life. For all punishments in the world people could have stepped over me, stamped me, smacked me, or even killed me. But they choose the only option that is feared by all. And unfortunately they chose it for me.


what sin did I commit in my previous births to be sprayed by that obnoxious smell?!
a smell so toxic, so disgusting that my family left me for good and alone.
I'm depressed and have no wish to live in this cruel world anymore.


I take leave from this miserable life by drinking this pesticide. The irony.
yours truthfully
-K.P.Karuppu


p.s. I wish to be buried, with a tombstone as ' The unfortunate roach'


Above is the proof submitted by Baygon cockroach killer officials for its effectiveness for the'Product feasibility report 2014'
~twistu

Of līf and daulaz -Reading 1

Recently I witnessed two events, two very significant events in my life.

First there was this unarranged Marriage of a close ring relative.
and we(or rather I) shall talk about it in this post.

Marriage according to me is an agreement of companionship, if not till the end, at least till the magic and logic fades out.

Being an Indian, a Hindu, and a Male and having semi-orthodox parents, I grew up knowing the importance, cause and effects of typical marriages types.

This Particular event was the marriage of a very well know relative of ours whose marriage I expected to be Grandeur at one of palatial halls in the city. But it did not happen so. The marriage happened in a small temple in the outskirts of the city with very little relatives and few friends. I did not see a single face that was honestly and sincerely happy there. I realised that they were all disappointed at the choice of the Groom's Bride for himself. Added to this the Bride's parents were not present for the event.

But we could not blame anyone here, not a single person.
Everyone has their own legitimate reason to act and be like this.
First off, parents have a lot of faith and expectations on us, screw them and you're screwed.
They always work for our good and betterment though sometimes a bit of social fear clouds their judgement for good.
and as children we do a lot of stuff that disheartens them to a great extent. But we don't take a moment to consider the, even if we do, we reason ourselves that our decision is the best.

But let us see all this rationally. Do parents and relatives see us as an investment of their hardwork and as a redemption for the mistakes they made in their past?
Well, the answer would be Yes and No.

Yes is for,partly they raise us in the prospect that we shall fulfill their unfulfilled wishes from their childhood and/or the ones they conceived and constructed on the way to adulthood and parenthood.

No is when they realise that some of those wishes become obsolete with time and we might have achieved something better than that.

But still most of previous-gen parents are biased against unarranged marriage. Society and its fear being one of the major reasons for this partiality.  But there are times where their decision becomes wrong.
Very Arranged marriages have gone mortally wrong, becoming fatal.
there are successful Unarranged marriages also.

Now to the point. Is Unarranged Marriage such a blunder that it is detested so badly?!

NO. 

But it is not right as well. Right as in not telling our parents where it matters. Making them acknowledging your decision is not what that matters, but making them accepting does.

And as for parents, times have changed. Children are more mature and advanced as compared to when you were this age. The only thing we all lack is communication. Establishing communication is winning.

Win for all.
~līf

Are you Human?

Alina knew she saw something there, behind the curtain, a silhouette.
Something passed through Alina. She felt it. She could hear whispers in her ear.
Then she saw something. A moment later. It Disappeared in an instant.
She heard a knock behind and turned to see nothing.
She could feel someone breathing on her neck.
Just inches from her face Alina could see something standing in front of her. it had a head but no face. It was of humanoid form.
There was a flash.
She blinked and it was gone.
Her body was numb and she did not breath.
Suddenly she heard a thudding sound behind her. Like some one was running towards her. Then she heard a voice. Someone hugged her from behind.

"Alinaaaaa!, are you okay?, I heard something crashing and I found you here.", Aruja said in concern
Alina took a big breath.
"We have to leave this place Aru, there is something here, something not human", Alina was trembling now.
"What are you talking about?, What is not human?", she clung to Alina's shoulders.
She was not at all in mood that Alina was.
"Have you been taking those pills again?, they don't seem to be working well on you, you should avoid using them".

"No I swear I saw something with no face. It had no Facial features of any sort. It was just blank." said Alina with her hands still shaking.

"I don't understand, What Facial features?, are you sure really Okay Alina, dear?". Aruja sounded worried.

"I am Fine!, Let us leave this place. Please I beg of you." pleaded Alina.

"Okay Dringo you can come out now. She is really frightened now. The prank has worked is some way",Aruja said with a tone of accomplishment.

"What the Hell?!, now get down off me Aru.", she dug her face in the pillow sobbing.
Aruja climbed down from Alina's shoulders and pulled Dringo from under the bed,"So much for your ghost makeup", she said skeptically.

"I'm sorry Ali, It was just a prank.",Dringo told in his most apologetic tone.

Alina Stood up and froze.
Both Aruja and Dringo had no face. They had no Facial features, no nose no eyes not even a curve.
It was blank.
She turned her head and saw her reflection in the mirror.
Her head was the same as her room mates'.
She had no Face.

There was a scream. But the scream could not be heard by anyone.
The human spirit which had just haunted Aruja was screaming but it was silent all around.
Deafening Silence.
~interspecies haunting is difficult :P