Tag: FACULTY

neelwrites/copingup/reena;sexplorationchallemge#20/shortstory/fiction/18/01/2018

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

Hosted by Reena at https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2018/01/12/reenas-exploration-challenge-week-20/ COPING UP (SHORT STORY/FICTION) By Neel Anil Panicker Salsa, said one. Solo world travel, offered another. Yet another, this one, a well meaning distant Uncle from my long gone mother’s side mooted painting. And this knowing that I had earlier, and that was a good two decades ago, dabbled in Fine … Continue reading neelwrites/copingup/reena;sexplorationchallemge#20/shortstory/fiction/18/01/2018

neelwrites/servicebeforeself/fiction/shortstory/reena’sexplorationchallengeweek7/10/10/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

Take any one belief of yours that has ruled your life, and examine it from the following aspects.   1 Is it true? 2 Can you absolutely know that it’s true? 3 How do you react, what happens, when you believe that thought? 4 Who would you be without that thought? SERVICE BEFORE SELF By Neel … Continue reading neelwrites/servicebeforeself/fiction/shortstory/reena’sexplorationchallengeweek7/10/10/2017

neelwrites/flymehigh/reena’sexplorationchallenge#week6#1884words/10/05/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

Hosted by the enterprising and ever helpful Reena at https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2017/09/29/reenas-exploration-challenge-week-5-2/ What is it that makes you feel powerful? What is that strength which makes your time on this planet worthwhile? FLY ME HIGH UP THE SKY By Neel Anil Panicker MONDAY, 12 NOON, FACULTY ROOM ‘Dammit, I have another class after this. Hate teaching a … Continue reading neelwrites/flymehigh/reena’sexplorationchallenge#week6#1884words/10/05/2017

neelwrites/fiction/threelinetales/100words/12/04/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

WIDE ANGLE LENS photo by Serge Kutuzov via Unsplash By Neel Anil Panicker (100 words) The middle of December is as cold as it gets but our college staff room is one hot molten volcano just itching to erupt. The door flings open and in waltzes Sheena in knee high skirts, seven inch high heels … Continue reading neelwrites/fiction/threelinetales/100words/12/04/2017