Thoughts4fire

Yawning is the mood if you are inside a lecture or class. Slowly it rocks you into dreamland. Books and pens become pillows and beds. A teacher is a person who sings lullabies in lectures. In a hurry, the teacher, no, the professor entered the class. Without glancing at the students, he occupied the podium and Mike. 22 girls and a boy, no 23 students sat in three rows. Every student conveyed their reluctance to sit in the class through their facial expressions. A lecturer must take lectures, and he does that without worrying or getting annoyed. The professor glanced through the set of papers he brought with him and the students, no change same vibes are exchanged by the professor and the students the vibe of cursing the fate that is forcing them to be here. He started the class in his broken lingua franca which is partially understandable and partially not. But the way he questions the existence of students and proclaims them as mental disorders were very much understandable. Every min...

 Red, fierce, strong, powerful whether it be love or fire. A light odor of LPG can destroy the years-long efforts of a man's life, his family. The leak in an LPG cylinder spread the scent of caution in the air; before anyone could sense it, the fierce fire started to gulp the shops, numerous footsteps hastily moving out of the shops and some panickily approaching the shops were evidently heard. The blazing fire even ate the nearby two shops as well. Scared people, their hopeless eyes, the cracking fire laughed, changed its color now and then to blue, red, orange, and yellow. Like a mahout trying to capture his mad elephant, the people tried to conquer the fire. Made it laughed and reached till the electric wire. All faces reflect fright-the fire got popped its flames in the air to the sky. The sky also reflects red, like a kid.  Red spread all over.