Time’s pause

Was it a random explosion,

Or plan conceptualised by group of head hunters?

That led to birth of this universe,

Who orchestrated rising of Sun,

And twinkling of stars?

What is day?

What is night?

Why are some places hot,

Others freezing cold?

All of us share the same space,

Not similar situations,

Thoughts too many,

Answers hardly any,

*And Sun decides to go on a holiday*,

To unbox these paradoxes?

71 words

* And Sun decides to go on a holiday* :- I had read a couple of days back, that a town in Alaska, by the name Utqiaġvik, witnessed its last sunset of the year 2020 on November 20. And, they will be next seeing the Sun only in 2021, to be precise on January 22, 2021. This led me to thinking, all of us share the same space, not similar situations. Attaching a link to the news clip here.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running Reena’s Exploration Challenge #162. We were given three sentences ; the requirement was to use either 1 or all of them, if not the sentences at least its essence in our piece. The sentences are :-

  1. His thought process was on so many levels that he gave himself a phobia of heights.

2. Random words in front of other random words create a random sentence.

3. I come from a tribe of head-hunters, so I will never need a shrink.

I’ve tried incorporating the essence of all the three in my piece. I’m unsure whether it has turned out well. Thank you Sammi Cox for running the Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge # 184. The word to be used is Paradox and word limit is 71 words.


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    1. Yes it’s hard to imagine a day without the Sun, and we often complain how hot it is here. Imagining 2 months without him is scary. Thanks a lot for the appreaction, Ma’am. 🙂


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