Tomic Riter

Tag: shortstory

  • Morning noise.

    The rain stopped some time between morning and night. The collected water is drying here and there all by itself. An hour ago, somebody knocked at my door. Nobody was there when I looked out the peephole. A neighboring kid does that sometimes but I do not suspect it was him today. His knock is quite playful and you can, most times, hear him giggling outside. Today it wasn’t so. Today, the knock was a precise two knocks of equal intensity, like an adult did that. But nobody lives here except me. All the doors have locks except mine. Mine remains locked only from inside. Outside, the sun is up but I haven’t seen it yet. How the weather is today is yet to be known. As of now, I can barely handle my head. A fearful mind cannot ever make a decision, and moreover, stick to it. A clear sky is what I desire today but whatever comes, comes and my eyes have got to watch it.

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  • Something when you aren’t there.

    the sun had to set

    if clouds have to gather tonight, my wishing otherwise has already gone in vain

    is avoiding food an aversion to living?

    what am I to do now sitting cross-legged, in pain on this bleeding base

    I could switch off these lights again but I cannot for at least as long as the typing

    is going on

    going on

    what am I to do now sitting here, it is undesirable to even step outside

    the ocean has drifted from its usual place of flowing and now it is breaking down all over my head

    I avoid looking at my home while it makes an attempt to fill itself with rainwater

    before tomorrow morning, nothing much is possible in any world.

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  • Disentanglement.

    Whenever I act, is there a conscious decision made behind acting in the manner in which I act? For example, if I feel like picking up a book to read, before I extend my hand towards that book to pick it up, have I actually, consciously decided on picking it up? Or am I doing it without being aware of it? Am I doing it just because that book is lying next to me? Am I doing it because there is some hideous thought in my head that is killing me and I want to keep that thought away? The same applies to anything and everything that I do.

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  • One drinkless evening.

    How could somebody lack the inspiration to write. The thought baffles me. Really, there’s so much to observe. So much keeps going on all around us. You will fall dead way before you are able to grasp everything. People are so busy inside their heads, fighting unnecessary wars that they miss out on a lot of life happening around them. There’s writing in everything. For me, writing and living go in tandem. As long as I am alive, my writing cannot stop. In fact, my writing will remain unfinished. A lot of things will go unrecorded, unavailable to anybody but then, who am I, and how significant are my sentences once they are formed. Each man has its own way of exploration, carries his own thirst. I am thirsty for everything and before my poor lord stamps me in my grave, I better quench my thirst.

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  • Aimless.

    Connection weakens. Sleep breaks due to some discomfort. I turn to the other side, knowing that it isn’t the cure. A word, a line can make you miserable. I long for an adventure, for something boundless. A physical road fails to take me far enough. Travelling infinite distance is not possible. Any star is untouchable. Joy begins to leave as humidity rises. The water tank fills up for another day’s consumption. A woman sweeps all the three floors of this building to kill her morning time. There is a form of dirt that doesn’t simply wash away. Sometimes it stays for days. It flies to a corner and even if you are looking around with your both eyes open, you cannot notice it. An hour and a half more before the misery resumes.

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  • Slip.

    The ache began around 11 in the morning. A result of my negligence. I do not regret living with this ache, although I agree that avoiding it wouldn’t have been a tough task. I often let myself slip in the hard arms of misery. I often do that. As I sit now and feel the ache breaking me into two, I hear the cooing of an innocent bird, the cooing having no impact on me. It is as noisy as the noises these boys are making while they play their silly game. Perhaps, it’s the noises of these boys that’s making the melodious hum of the bird sound bitter. Perhaps, their noises aren’t actually noises, but to me, they appear so. Perhaps, I am struck by lightning or I am getting dragged across a swamp with pointy swords sticking out of it. I am waiting for the night so that I can truly become invisible for a while.

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  • Tired for anything.

    Dead in the head. Long day labour hammering my gut to bits. By evening, I am exhausted, full of hatred and headache. I have hit the trough once again. The saint in my is dying, the devil ripping me apart at all times. Even a cool breeze fails to bring any ease to me. I wish that my eyes closed and I never had to do a thing again.

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  • Cannot remember the end.

    Another day. I am unaware of the ending of the previous night. Where was I? What was I doing when my memory chip short-circuited? I do not remember. I had a bottle in hand, another was lying on the floor. That’s all. Now, I have returned from finishing the day’s labour, and my room is smelling of rot. Piles of garbage everywhere, gathering since a couple of months. Once again, I have forgotten how to live. It will take me a month’s time to cover a night’s sleep.

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    – Tomic Riter

  • Paperback available now.

    I returned from hell a while ago. A new devil has arrived. Arrived after months of waiting. The roads here are again full of people. As usual, they gather wherever they want to. Their gathering is often without reason. Who has got the balls to ask them to go home? I am sitting outside, listening to Debussy, to his fingers cracking down on piano. A soft breeze has wrapped my body. A man gathers all his pain and pours it into his cello and starts playing. So melodious and heartbreaking. Why not break today? Tomorrow might bring something better. Why not break into this melody and flow out of here to somewhere else?

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    Hello, dear reader.

    My poetry book Dying in Living is now available for purchase in both e-book as well as Paperback format!

    In paperback format, the book is available on Amazon in the following marketplaces – USA, UK, SPAIN, GERMANY, ITALY, FRANCE, CANADA AND JAPAN.

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  • First poetry e-book DYING IN LIVING releasing on 6th June, 2020. Pre-order available except in India.

    FIRST LOOK OF POETRY BOOK DYING IN LIVING

    Hello everyone!

    I am so so excited to announce that my first poetry E-book ‘DYING IN LIVING’ is releasing world on 6th June, 2020 on Amazon Kindle Store.

    The ebook is available now for pre-order in all the countries except in India.

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    Do visit my ebook page on Amazon, read the details and book description and I hope after reading that, you won’t be able to resist yourself from buying!

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    BOOK DESCRIPTION ON AMAZON

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    In any case, I am grateful to you for being here on my website, for connecting with me, for reading my words.

    For that, I thank you from the core of my heart. Take good care of yourself and your people. Stay safe.

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