Lend some love
it’s lonely tonight
shed some light.
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153 04 April 24th 2016


By Neel Anil Panicker

‘Dad, what’s T Rex? Is he a guy, or a horse, or a monster, perhaps? In school, all…Alex, Jenny, Pam, even Eddie___they tell me he’s the most powerful thing on this planet? Is that true, Dad?’

Richard looked amusedly at his five year old before replying, “My son, what you heard is absolutely true. You see this man, and let’s call him that for want of a better word is the most powerful creature to walk this earth. His full name is Tyrannosaurus Rex. He is a one man, or more appropriately, one creature army. He’s the ruler of this earth.

He is the lead actor, producer and director of life’s movie; we, being mere spectators in his Jurassic Park.”

‘He sounds fascinating, though a wee bit scary. Do we need to fear him, Dad?’

“Well that depends, son. He’s known to not take kindly to any opposition and never spares anyone who crosses his path.

One just needs to look at the fate of his herbivorous cousins Edmontosaurus and Triceratops to know what I am alluding to”.

‘Dad, I’m really scared now?’

“You don’t have to be You are not a girl who wears skirts, either long or short”.

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Sunday Photo Fiction – April 29 2018





By Neel Anil Panicker

Looking down from his 33rd floor deluxe suite of King’s Ransom Palace and Suites, Karl felt a surge of pride.

As he blew Cuban cigar smokes into the rarefied air, the twenty-five year old felt literally as well as metaphorically on top of the world as he surveyed with a growing insouciance the dimmed out traffic lights and around them, the teeming ever moving colourful dots that were the men and machines that worked the streets.

He had made it, managed to rise above them all.

Well, almost.

He turned around and kicked the body that lay under his feet.

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 68




Hurray!!!Yipee!!! I SURVIVED. Yes, I AM A SURVIVOR.

On a whim and a fancy I had taken up for the first ever time the challenge of writing non-stop for the entire month of April ( well almost; to be pricise the first 26 days of the month) as part of the annual A-Z APRIL CHALLENGE.

I am so very glad to inform all of you that I have written every single day as part of this challenge on a definite theme, which was LIFE, RELATIONSHIPS AND EMOTIONS.

I have managed to stitch together a full novella in around 15,000 words and am indeed very proud of this achievement, especially given the fact that I had never known that I had it in me to write a full theme based fiction novella in such a short span of time.

This no doubt has given me a world of confidence and has boosted up my confidence no end.

I am extremely thankful to my blogger community, my dear blogger friends, and well wishers who have all along read, appreciated, and supported wholeheartedly in all my endeavours so far with the written word.

The link to my unedited piece is given below and I shall, in the coming days and weeks commence the process of editing and re-editing this with the ultimate aim of presenting for official release worldwide.



By Neel Anil Panicker

Jiten Manjhi turned around and looked over at his friend and beyond at the wide arid farmland that spread out before his eyes for acres and acres.

“A huge come down, ain’t this?” his friend Soren Lakra hollered as he dug his shovel deep into the hard crust of the earth.

Jack straightened his back and turned his gaze upwards. His eyes squinted as he shielded them from the harsh glares of the afternoon mid-May sun.

Jagdalpur during this time of the year was blistering hot and that was how it had been for the past one month and that’s how it would be for the next couple of months at the least.

“Nothing’s a come down,” he shouted out to his childhood buddy. “It’s a game of wait and watch. Have patience, things are going to be back to normal. More than normal, I say”.

Lakra nodded his head in acknowledgement as beads of sweat trickled down and united with his bare backed spine.

He knew what normal meant, what more than normal meant. It meant going back to the jungles, back to living the life of a Naxalite, back to shooting and blowing up ‘enemies of the proletariat.’


FFfAW-Week of April 24, 2018

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three line tales week 117: don't text and drive

By Neel Anil Panicker

Cyrus Beene lifted his hands off the steering wheel and picking up the phone that rested on the seat beside him read the message that came alive on the phone screen in big, black letters, “IT’S DONE. HE’S SHOT…THREE BULLETS”.

A spasmodic wave of sheer delight ran through his veins and travelled all through his body leaving him with a feeling so heady that he soon started to feel dizzy; dizzy and delirious at the sudden twist in the tale__a twist so cataclysmic and game changing that it could now in all likelihood catapult his boss to the highest office in the entire free world, the President of the United States of America.

He was too engrossed in his thoughts to notice the huge truck that was rushing in at a breakneck speed from the opposite direction and by the time realisation dawned, the truck had smashed into his car, instantly reducing the vehicle and its lone occupant to pulp.

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Three Line Tales, Week 117

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Three Line Tales, Week 117


(Genre: Realistic fiction)
By Neel Anil Panicker
Mr President Sir, i am sorry but as your Chief of Staff and more importantly as your best friend, i implore you to desist from what you are so hell bent on doing for it is nothing short of harakiri, political suicide.
If divorcing my foul mouthed, self serving deeply antagonistic virago of a wife and marrying the love of my life is akin to commiting suicide then be it Steve and damn the consequences.

No Sir, you can’t damn the consequences and change your marital track midway through your Presidency though rightfully you can do what you please.
With utmost humility and deep respect I once beg of you to reconsider your decision for it has far reaching consequences.

Ah! far reaching consequences!!!

If by far reaching consequences you mean the great American electorate will ensure that I don’t get a second term to serve as President of the United States of America just because i chose to follow my heart so be it for all I  care about is that I  am deeply in love with Olivia Pope and will do anything and everything within my powers to ensure that we end up as man and wife.
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