GREED V/S NEED

A HILARIOUS CONTEST

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Greed vs. Need: The Ultimate Showdown

Welcome, dear readers, to the main event! Tonight, we have a clash of titans, a battle for the ages: Greed vs. Need. In the red corner, weighing in at an insatiable 500 pounds, we have the uncontested heavyweight champion of overindulgence, the Baron of Bling, the Tsar of Take-It-All, GREED! And in the blue corner, weighing a modest but determined 150 pounds, the modest maestro of minimalism, the Sultan of Sufficiency, the Duke of Don’t-Need-Much, NEED!

Let’s get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuumble!

Round 1: The Grocery Store

Our first arena is the local grocery store, where Need starts off strong, grabbing just the essentials: a loaf of bread, a carton of milk, some fresh veggies. But what’s this? Greed charges in with a battle cry of “BOGO!” and starts tossing jumbo packs of chips, soda, and candy bars into the cart like it’s a competitive sport.

Need tries to reason, “Do we really need a 10-pound bag of gummy bears?” But Greed, with a smirk, responds, “It’s called being prepared! What if we get snowed in during summer? You’ll thank me then.”

Round 2: The Mall

Next, we head to the mall. Need makes a beeline for the clearance rack, carefully selecting a couple of practical outfits. Greed, however, has other plans. He’s sprinting through the store, arms outstretched, swiping clothes off hangers with the precision of a shopping ninja.

“Why do we need five pairs of identical sneakers?” Need inquires, clearly exasperated. “Fashion, darling! We must keep the paparazzi guessing,” Greed retorts, despite the fact that the closest thing to paparazzi they’ve encountered is Mrs. Jenkins from next door and her cat, Mr. Whiskers.

Round 3: The Tech Store

Now, to the tech store. Need is eyeing a reasonably priced smartphone with decent battery life. Greed, on the other hand, is already three steps ahead, drooling over the latest flagship model that can practically fly you to the moon.

“But this one does everything we need!” Need pleads. “Sure, if you’re stuck in the Stone Age,” Greed scoffs. “Look at this one! It has a foldable screen, 8K video recording, and it can turn into a mini drone!”

The Intermission: The Credit Card Statement

Before the final round, let’s take a breather and check the credit card statement. Need looks pale, clutching the statement like it’s a horror novel. Greed, meanwhile, lounges back, sipping a frappuccino, muttering, “You can’t put a price on happiness. Or can you? Because it seems we did. Quite a hefty one, actually.”

Round 4: The Post-Purchase Rationalization

In this final round, our contenders face the toughest challenge yet: justifying their purchases. Need stands firm, pointing to the practical, budget-friendly items and their obvious benefits. Greed, ever the smooth talker, spins a web of elaborate justifications.

“These designer sunglasses are an investment,” Greed insists. “The sun is our constant enemy, and we must defend ourselves in style.”

Need counters with, “And the inflatable hot tub?”

“Emergency relaxation purposes! What if we have a really stressful day?”

The Winner?

So, who wins this epic battle? The truth is, it’s a draw. Need and Greed, like yin and yang, balance each other out. Sometimes, you have to give in to Greed to satisfy a craving or indulge in a little luxury. Other times, Need keeps you grounded, reminding you that it’s okay to stick with the basics and save for a rainy day (or a ridiculously sunny one, hence the designer sunglasses).

In the end, whether you’re team Greed or team Need, remember to keep a sense of humor. After all, life is a balancing act, and sometimes you just need a little bit of everything—within reason, of course. And maybe, just maybe, a 10-pound bag of gummy bears. You know, for emergencies.

Until next time, happy balancing, folks!

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POETIC THURSDAYS (132)

EXAM RESULTS

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It's the time for examination results, 
Parents indulge in praising, comparing, and hurling insults.
Are marks the only criteria for measuring intelligence?
In this race of numbers, we lose sight of true relevance.

Each child a story, a mind unique and bright,
Beyond the grades, their dreams take flight.
Creativity, kindness, resilience, and grace,
Are these not the qualities that help us embrace?

The laughter shared, the questions they dare to ask,
The passion they show in every given task.
A world of wonder exists beyond the test,
Where hearts and spirits can truly manifest.

Let’s cherish the talents that can’t be quantified,
The artist, the thinker, the soul who’s tried.
For in the end, it's not the scores that define,
But the depth of character, the spark of the divine.

So let’s celebrate every child’s endeavor,
Encourage their journey, now and forever.
For intelligence is more than what meets the eye,
It’s the light within that helps them soar and fly.

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LAUGHTER TUESDAYS (163)

HAUNTED HILARITY IN GOA: A FUNNY SHORT STORY BY ME.

In a quaint villa nestled amidst the palm trees of Goa, the spirits of Mandar and Smriti, a couple denied their earthly union by familial disapproval, roamed the halls in spectral glee.

One moonlit night, as the villa prepared for a grand arranged marriage ceremony, Mandar and Smriti decided to unleash their mischievous antics.

As the bride-to-be nervously adjusted her veil, a ghostly hand scrawled on the mirror behind her:

“Roses are red, violets are blue,
Your marriage is doomed, just like ours, too!”

The bride gasped, dropping her bouquet as she spun around, searching for the unseen prankster. “Who’s there? Show yourself!”

Mandar’s spectral laughter echoed through the room. “Oh dear, you can’t see us, but we can certainly see you!”

Meanwhile, in the groom’s quarters, chaos ensued as the groom’s shoes mysteriously vanished, only to be found dangling from the ceiling fan.

“What in the world?!” exclaimed the groom, scratching his head in bewilderment. “I swear, this place is haunted!”

Smriti’s ghostly voice floated through the air. “Haunted? Oh, darling, you have no idea!”

Downstairs, the families gathered in the courtyard, oblivious to the supernatural hijinks unfolding around them. As the priest began the ceremony, Mandar and Smriti appeared, floating above the altar, much to the horror of the guests.

“Oh look, dear, they’re finally tying the knot,” Mandar remarked with a chuckle. “Too bad it won’t last!”

The priest stuttered, dropping his prayer book in fright. “G-g-ghosts! This is sacrilege!”

Smriti waved her ethereal hand dismissively. “Oh, don’t mind us, Father. We’re just here to add a bit of spice to the proceedings!”

As the ceremony descended into chaos, with chairs floating in mid-air and candles flickering wildly, Mandar and Smriti reveled in their spectral sabotage, their laughter ringing through the villa long into the night.

And so, in the heart of Goa, the ghostly antics of Mandar and Smriti continued, leaving a trail of hilarity and chaos in their wake, much to the dismay of any couple foolish enough to attempt an arranged marriage in their haunted abode.

As the night wore on, Mandar and Smriti’s mischievous spirit knew no bounds.

In the midst of the chaos, the wedding cake suddenly levitated off the table, frosting flying in all directions as it sailed through the air.

“Oh dear, it seems the cake has taken flight!” Mandar exclaimed, barely containing his laughter.

The bride’s mother fainted, her silk saree billowing around her like a parachute as she hit the ground with a thud.

Smriti winked at Mandar before sending a gust of wind to tousle the groom’s perfectly styled hair, leaving him looking like a disheveled mess.

“Why, thank you, my dear,” the groom muttered, trying in vain to pat down his unruly locks.

But the pièce de résistance came during the vows, as the bride and groom stood trembling before the priest.

Just as they were about to exchange rings, the rings vanished into thin air, only to reappear moments later on the antlers of a mounted deer head adorning the wall.

The guests erupted into laughter, while the bride burst into tears, her mascara running down her cheeks in rivulets.

“Oh, come now, darling, it’s just a bit of fun!” Smriti called out, her voice echoing through the room.

But it was too late. The groom’s family declared the wedding cursed, and the bride’s family agreed, both sides hastily retreating from the villa, vowing never to return.

And so, thanks to the antics of Mandar and Smriti, yet another arranged marriage bit the dust in spectacular fashion, leaving the ghosts to continue their eternal quest for amusement in the afterlife.

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LAUGHTER TUESDAYS (162)

JOKES AND MEMES WITH APARNA.

Hi Friends,

After a long time, I have decided to share memes and jokes for making this Tuesday hilarious.

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The answer was supposed to be Charles Babbage but what an answer!

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I hope you had a hearty laughter.

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BEWARE OF FAKE NEWS AND MISLEADING AD

A POEM BY ME.

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Beware of misleading ads in the digital age,
Where truth and falsehood engage.
In the tangled web of cyberspace,
Deception hides its treacherous face.

Fake news whispers in the virtual wind,
Sowing seeds of doubt within.
Blind belief, a willing accomplice,
Fuels the fire of misinformation's malice.

Sensational headlines lure the eye,
Leading the unsuspecting astray, oh my!
Images distorted, stories spun,
In the labyrinth of deceit, we all can be undone.

But amidst the chaos, a glimmer of light,
Guiding us through the darkest night.
With vigilant minds and hearts unswayed,
We navigate the maze that falsehoods made.

Education becomes our beacon, our might,
Against the tide of deception's flight.
With knowledge as our unwavering guide,
We pierce the veil where truth may hide.

So let us heed this warning call,
And stand firm against falsehood's thrall.
In the pursuit of truth, let us be brave,
For in unity, we triumph over the digital wave.

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SUNDAY SURPRISE (188)

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

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Her love is so pure, guileless, and sempiternal. 
Hugging her relieves me of my anxiety internal. 
Her loving words offer great comfort and solace, 
She's the epitome of God's Divine Grace. 

Her lap is a tender nest.
On it,  I place my head to rest. 
Her fingers weave through my hair, 
Each gentle stroke unravels her affection and care. 

Her identity is the first word spoken by a kid. 
Her presence on this earth is what we all need. 
A mother is a mother,  irrespective of being an animal, or a human. 
Her status transcends beyond the boundaries of caste, creed, or religion. 

A mother's love is unconditional, not tied to wealth or class. 
Sweeter than the finest honey or any dessert could surpass.
I devote every moment to her, my lifelong star.
She's my everything, my world, both near and far.

A mother's love is always what we all crave, 
Right from the cradle to our grave. 
She rejoices in our triumphs and offers moral support in times of our failures. 
She shows her resilience when raising her children through every pain she endures. 

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers in the world. I remember reading a lesson in English that was titled, "My Mother is the most beautiful woman in the World." It is true. Love you a lot, mom. You are my life. Love all the mothers. Fortunate are those whose mothers are still alive. Please do take good care of her. Pining for her after she's gone is futile. 


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CRITERIA FOR MEASURING INTELLIGENCE

MY THOUGHTS

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Intelligence isn’t just about how many degrees you have or how fancy your job title sounds. It’s like trying to judge a pizza solely based on its crust – you’re missing out on all the cheesy, saucy goodness inside!Sure, qualifications can be impressive, like a trophy shelf full of participation ribbons.

But let’s not forget that intelligence is as diverse as a buffet table – it’s not just about stuffing your brain with textbooks.

Take critical thinking, for example. It’s like trying to navigate a maze of opinions on Twitter without getting lost in the memes. Or problem-solving skills – ever tried to assemble IKEA furniture without ending up with spare parts?

Now that’s a true test of intelligence!Creativity is another gem. It’s like Picasso painting a masterpiece with a melted crayon. And emotional intelligence? That’s knowing when to send a sympathy card versus a congratulations balloon bouquet.

But remember, intelligence isn’t just about what’s on paper. It’s about the life experiences that shape us, like trying to parallel park in a busy city or navigating the treacherous waters of a family reunion.

Intelligence is like a mixed bag of surprises – you never know what you’re gonna get! Sure, someone might have a stack of degrees taller than a giraffe, but when it comes to common sense, they’re like a fish out of water at a desert oasis.

Picture this: Mr. Straight-A Student, PhD in Quantum Physics, struggling to change a lightbulb because he can’t figure out if it’s clockwise or counterclockwise.

Or Dr. Top-of-the-Class Surgeon, performing open-heart surgery like a pro but getting lost on the way to the grocery store.It’s like watching a rocket scientist trying to parallel park – lots of brainpower, but not enough street smarts to navigate the real world. And let’s not forget those moments when the valedictorian ends up asking Siri how to boil an egg!

So, while fancy degrees might look impressive on a wall, they don’t always translate to practical know-how. Intelligence is about more than just regurgitating facts from a textbook – it’s about knowing how to apply those theories in the messy, unpredictable playground we call life.

The next time you’re tempted to judge someone’s smarts based solely on their resume, remember, intelligence is as unpredictable as the weather forecast – you never know when someone’s going to surprise you with a lightning bolt of brilliance!

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DAILY PROMPT (39)

Daily writing prompt

What does freedom mean to you?

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Hi Friends,

You must have heard about a popular quote which says : Freedom comes with responsibility. Freedom is the ability to express our thoughts, emotions, and ideas through different modes of communication. It’s a concept that allows us to choose a lifestyle that suits our needs.

Freedom, to me, means the ability to act, speak, and think without undue constraints or limitations, while also respecting the rights and freedoms of others. It’s about autonomy, choice, and the pursuit of one’s goals and aspirations within a framework of mutual respect and responsibility.

But some people misuse their freedom by engaging in criminal activities. Some take the liberty to be obnoxious and stupid.

Freedom also means being able to dance like no one’s watching, sing off-key without judgment, and wear socks with sandals if that’s your style. It’s the liberty to binge-watch cheesy sitcoms or indulge in questionable fashion trends without worrying about societal norms. And let’s not forget the freedom to laugh at our own bad jokes without feeling embarrassed!

Freedom also means being able to dance like no one’s watching, sing off-key without judgment, and wear socks with sandals if that’s your style. It’s the liberty to binge-watch cheesy sitcoms or indulge in questionable fashion trends without worrying about societal norms. And let’s not forget the freedom to laugh at our own bad jokes without feeling embarrassed!

While freedom grants us the autonomy to procrastinate and be lazy, it often comes with consequences. For instance, delaying our work may lead to a pile-up of tasks, resulting in having to double our efforts to catch up later on. Thus, while freedom allows us to choose our actions, it’s crucial to consider the repercussions they may have in the long run.

To conclude, freedom is a multifaceted concept that grants us the power to make choices and express ourselves, but it also entails responsibility for the consequences of our actions. By embracing freedom with awareness and consideration for others, we can truly harness its transformative potential and lead fulfilling lives.

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SHORT STORIES FRIDAYS (163)

LOST IN THE LONE STATE: A THRILLER BY ME.

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In the heart of Austin, Texas, the scorching sun beat down on Marcus as he gripped the steering wheel of his beaten-up pickup truck. He had taken a wrong turn, and now found himself lost in the maze of unfamiliar streets.

As Marcus navigated the labyrinthine roads, his heart raced with apprehension. Suddenly, his phone buzzed with an urgent message: “They’re onto you. Get out now!”

Marcus glanced at the message, his hands trembling. Who could be after him? And why?

Ignoring the warning, Marcus pressed on, determined to find his way out of the city. But his pursuers were relentless, hot on his trail.

Suddenly, a black SUV swerved in front of Marcus, blocking his path. Armed men emerged, their faces masked, guns drawn.

“Step out of the vehicle, Marcus!” a voice boomed through a megaphone.

With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Marcus slammed his foot on the gas pedal, veering off the road and into the dusty wilderness beyond.

As the chase intensified, Marcus’s mind raced with questions. Why were these men after him? What did they want?

With each twist and turn, Marcus fought to outmaneuver his pursuers, his only lifeline the voice on the other end of the phone.

“You need to trust me, Marcus,” the voice urged. “I’ll guide you to safety.”

Through the chaos, Marcus followed the voice’s instructions, weaving through the rugged terrain as the sun dipped below the horizon.

But just when Marcus thought he had eluded his pursuers, he stumbled upon a shocking revelation. The voice on the phone was none other than his long-lost brother, Alex, who had been presumed dead for years.

“Alex, is that really you?” Marcus exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief.

“There’s no time to explain,” Alex replied urgently. “We need to get you out of there before they catch up.”

With renewed determination, Marcus pressed on, his trust in his brother unwavering. Together, they navigated the treacherous terrain, each twist and turn bringing them closer to freedom.

But as dawn broke over the horizon, Marcus realized that the danger was far from over. In the distance, he could see a convoy of black SUVs closing in, their headlights cutting through the darkness like beacons of doom.

“We’re running out of time,” Alex said, his voice tinged with urgency. “We need to find a way out of here, fast.”

As they raced against time, Alex revealed the truth behind the chase. Marcus had unwittingly stumbled upon a high-level conspiracy involving Senator Robert Caldwell, a powerful politician with ties to organized crime. Marcus’s research into government contracts had uncovered evidence of embezzlement and fraud, making him a target for those desperate to keep their secrets hidden.

As for Alex, he had faked his death to protect Marcus from the dangers that lurked in the shadows. However, he had kept a close tab on his brother, monitoring his activities from afar and stepping in when Marcus’s life was in danger.

With nowhere left to run, Marcus and Alex made a daring escape, their bond as brothers stronger than ever before. As they sped off into the sunrise, leaving the chaos of Austin behind them, they knew that their journey was far from over. But together, they would face whatever lay ahead, united against all odds.

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The WHISPERS OF THE GOLDEN CAT : A SUPERNATURAL THRILLER BY ME.

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An unsettling discovery in a shadowed alley near Tilak Nagar set off a chilling mystery: a clowder of cats found dead, their bodies arranged in a peculiar circular pattern, each cat’s neck marked by an unnatural, precise twist as if broken by an unseen force. This grim scene brought a palpable sense of dread to the bustling streets of New Delhi.

Professor Malika Renawat, a noted historian at the University of Delhi, was unexpectedly drawn into the heart of this dark enigma when her daughter, Kiran, received an anonymously sent package destined for the National Museum. The package contained an ancient golden statue of a cat, said to be from 18th-century Egypt, rumoured to grant extended life to its possessor at a sinister cost—turning the owner into a cat shifter.

Kiran, intrigued and reckless, unwrapped the package. As she touched the statue, she felt a cold energy surge through her fingertips.

“Mom, it’s like it’s alive,” she murmured, feeling her body respond to the artefact’s eerie pulse.

Malika, knowledgeable of the artefact’s cursed legend, cautioned her, “Kiran, such objects carry ancient curses. We should have waited for the museum experts.”

But it was already too late. Kiran’s transformation began, her eyes shimmering with a golden gleam and her senses sharpening predatorily. The change was not just physical; Kiran felt an overpowering urge to return the statue to the museum, as if guided by an ancient will beyond her understanding.

Dr. Richard Evans, an expert in Egyptian mythology, was flown in from the USA to consult on the statue. After hearing about Kiran’s plight, he met with Malika and her transformed daughter.

“Professor Renawat, this statue is believed to be crafted by a sorcerer who sought eternal life through dark magic,” Dr. Evans explained, examining the ominous aura around Kiran. “The death of these cats might be a sign—it’s drawing life force to awaken fully.”

“We need to stop it,” Malika declared, a fierce resolve in her voice.

Their investigation led them into the museum’s underground archives, where cryptic inscriptions hinted at a ritual tied to the lunar eclipse. “It seems we can reverse the curse during the eclipse, but we must return the statue to its ceremonial plinth in the main hall,” Dr. Evans deciphered from the ancient texts.

As the night of the lunar eclipse approached, the museum grew eerily silent. Shadows seemed to stretch and twist. Malika, Richard, and a reluctantly shifting Kiran entered with the statue, only to find themselves surrounded by other cat shifters—previous victims of the curse, lurking in the darkness, their eyes glowing menacingly.

“Place the statue on the plinth, now!” Richard yelled as they reached the centre of the main hall.

Kiran, battling the animalistic urges within her, struggled to remain in control. “I won’t let it control me!” she cried out, fighting to maintain her humanity as she placed the statue down.

The ground trembled lightly as the eclipse reached totality, and the museum was bathed in an unnatural darkness. All at once, the cat shifters surged forward, drawn to the statue’s diminishing power.

“Focus, Kiran! Think of your human life, your dreams, and everything you love!” Malika shouted, holding her daughter close.

Kiran closed her eyes, envisioning her human life, her hopes, and her mother’s face. As the shadow passed and the moonlight returned, a powerful scream echoed through the hall—the statue’s golden sheen faded to dull bronze, its power broken.

Kiran opened her eyes, human once more, her body no longer pulled by the curse. The other shifters, too, found themselves freed, collapsing in exhaustion and relief.

Securing the now-inert statue in the museum’s vault, Dr. Evans chose to remain in India to study more about the supernatural intersections of history. Malika returned to her academic life, her lectures now enriched by the true tale of the golden cat.

Kiran, marked forever by her experience, dedicated her life to aiding those affected by supernatural anomalies, using her insight to guide them back to the light.

In New Delhi, the whispers of the golden cat faded into legend, a chilling reminder of the thin veil between the known and the mystical unknown, forever lurking just out of sight.

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