Friday, August 15, 2014

Season 2 - Theme 12 - Asocial

From @gauravjagwani: 

People labelled him as being completely inconsiderate. Yet, he was seen with people all the time. He saw people from all walks of life. Yet, no words. That day, he came home and spoke to his wife. ‘I finally did it.’ ‘You managed to speak to someone?’ ‘No, I quit my job as the liftman.’ 

From @WickdWeirdWitch: 

“This dress  is so pretty!”
“Will it look good on me?”
“Yes! Certainly. It’s sexy.”
“I could wear my new aqua-blue necklace & the fuchsia-pink lipstick.”
“And those new pink stilettos’”
“Oh Yes!”
“Your Birthday outfit is complete!”
The world thinks i am asocial-and-crazy talking to myself like that.
But, am just being mE-me-and-Me!

From @MMrunal: 

He, who used to be a social-kid, chose to completely cut-off from the outside world. He sat all day-long, alone in his chair. Smiling, crying simultaneously.

Some said he was depressed, others thought he was possessed by the witch. Only few understood he fell in love with someone who turned him into a living corpse.

From @roshd: 

William used to be called a very funny guy. Now he’s just a rich drunkard. All that merchant navy money going up in smoke and drink. 

Last night he rapped on my door and yelled out “Knock Knock”

“Who’s there?”

“Hooch is not there, I drank it all!”

Like I said, he’s a funny guy.

From @AnuNande:

There was no hate. No fear. No anger that bubbled over, colouring his interactions with the world. Words were his friends. He created sounds he would never vocalise. A gift that spoke of a deep understanding of the natural rhythms of speech and dialogue. When would strangers understand that his silence was not a choice?

From @elwingt: 

Sarah passed by her son's room and paused to look. His laptop showed the familiar blue and white screen. She could hear him giggling softly. Sarah was so worried about that boy. He never got out anymore. He hadn't had a party in months. So asocial.

Gary's screen was full of instant messages, 1140 friends.

From @ashishshukul: 

Fourteen days was a long time, even in this age. “I’m not going to let him get away easily today,” she thought, as she saw him approaching their block. He had barely parked his cycle when she charged out to confront him. “Where is the letter from my new pen-friend. It has been two weeks?”

From @vishalshriyan: 

All the smiles and the handshakes. The laughter and the conversations. The incessant socialising that he excelled at. That had made him the youngest marketing head of his company. How he hated it. But he had to fake it to keep his job. He took solace in knowing that in his mind, he was forever alone.  

From @tweettabulous: 

What do you mean there's more to life that this? What could it have better? Everything I need is at a button's distance. Friends. Food. Fun. Why would I ever want to step out? Leave my sanctuary and mingle with noise, air and people pollution? It took long to master this art, why ruin it? 

From @uditvashisht: 

Hello, I am an Embryo. Look at these cheerful faces, they came to know about me today. That man jumping with joy is my Papa and the lady blushing is my Mommy.

Few Weeks Later

I am a foetus now, rejected female foetus, lying on heap of waste. I was certainly asocial to this society.

From @_souringpie: 

She seldom left home, barring temple and doctor's appointment. Without friends, she hardly interacted with people. They labeled her asocial, mental. But nobody knew of ADHD she developed over the years after her husband deserted her for his mistress. She's more expressive now, after 20 years, coming back to life via books, blogs and birds.

From @darklingdiva: 

She has no friends. But she has me. Her mother. Her best friend. How my shy little princess talks to me for hours!

Oh, stop it, you people! She's just resting. But why is she on the floor? Why is she so cold. Why wouldn't she wake up? Why wouldn't she talk to me? Why?

From @thenesseffect: 

At the word go, they went for it. Once there, each was on his own. He was different, a loner; he didn't follow the crowd. They laughed at him. 

Away from his mates, he found his - a misfit like him. None of the other alliances survived, but this one did. A new life was conceived.

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