The Unruled Notebook

In the wake of a subtly ironic incident which left me spellbound, the power of TV commercials becomes evident once again. I have tried to capture it in 55 words to keep it simple. Here goes: It is excruciating to have to select a gift for a 5 year old boy who already has all the toys in the world. After spending three hours in the gift shop, I chose a toy tent. On his birthday, I handed him the gift and said “ Happy Birthday ”. A familiar tone replied, “ Whose birthday?”   This piece of art is definitely not sourced from Google.       It took a couple of minutes for his reply to sink in. That darn tone, that darn ad! We had a good laugh. However, he loved the gift because he found a home for his toys. His mom is happy too, and you know why! J    

Jake played with himself every day, from when he was born. He could always see a reflection of himself, a soulful companion, a sense of reverberating self-satisfaction when he played. One day he found out he wasn’t playing with himself. He rubbed his eyes and shrugged heavily. Dave kicked mildly, it was his twin brother. Picture sourced from google  

The driver set off in a rather slow pace, ironically, in a crimson-sport Lamborghini.   While adjusting the rear view mirror, he saw two people sitting in two corners of the car and exchanging glances. The Sunrise Boulevard was covered in a bed of pink Sakura flowers. A board in the car read “Just Married”. Picture sourced from google and edited  

                                                                                                                                        (Picture taken by 'Yours Sincerely') First of all thank 'You' for choosing to read my posts. I have been wondering all this while about what I should write in this space I created....