Week 7 story

Yudhishthira trailed back through the forest, wondering where his four brothers could have gone. Did they get turned around on their way to the pond? When he approached the pond at last, however,Yudhishthira was met with the sight of his four brothers all lying dead on the ground around the water's edge. A deep, reverberating voice called out to Yudhishthira from the pond. "The four you see on the ground before me are dead. They did not heed my warning, and drank from the waters before they had answered any of my questions. However, if you answer my questions correctly, you will be spared and will be allowed to drink. If your answers please me, your family will be given back to you."  The riddles flew in fast and heavy like raindrops. Questions about philosophy, art, ethics, government, and humanity came in quick succession. One after another, Yudhishthira answered each question with care. Despite the best efforts of the river spirit to thwart him, it seemed that Yudhish…

Reading Notes: Mahabharata part D

In battle, Bhishma is tricked and wounded by Arjuna's arrows. Jayadratha surrounds Arjuna's son and kills him, which causes Arjuna to swear that if he doesn't get revenge before sunset he won't go to heaven. Karna used the celestial dart he received as a gift from Indra against Bhima's son. The Pandavas tricked the king of the opposing army into believing that his son was dead, which caused the king to forget how to fight and get beaten in battle. Bhima catches Duhshasana, one of the men who raped Draupadi, and killed him and drank his blood. Arjuna and Karna eventually met in battle. Although they were pretty evenly matched, Arjuna triumphed over Karna when he remembered all of the sins Karna had committed against his family. Although Duryodhana was able to hide underwater, Bhima found where he was hiding and engaded him in combat, eventually killing him. At nightfall, Drona's son, Ashwatthaman, attempts to attack the sleeping Pandavas, but is stopped by a god…

Reading Notes: Mahabharata part C

For twelve years, the five Pandavas lived in the forest with their one wife Draupadi, and Dhaumya, the brahmin. They spent much time debating why they spend their days in the forest, rather than in the glory they were accustomed to in the palace. In the meantime, Arjuna had a confrontation with the Great God, which results in him winning Gandiva, the divine bow. Arjuna then went to live in his father Indra's city, where he learnt how to wield his diving weapons and won battle victories. The Pandavas and Arjuna were eventually reunited. Duryodhana is bested by the Pandavas in battle and hates them, as well as Bhima, who supports the Pandavas. Karna, who is destined to fight Arjuna in a battle to the death, trades his armor of invincibility for one death dart to Indra. The Pandavas later came upon a pond, which all but one drank from and died; the last brother answered all of its riddles correctly and was granted two wishes. He wished for his brothers to come back to life and for al…

Microfiction: Bhishma edition

Microfiction- six words:
"I hate him! Screw being female."

I imagine this is pretty much what the eldest princess thought about Bhishma, the man who kidnapped her to marry a prince. Luckily for her, she came back as a man who was prophesied to kill Bhishma, so she got her revenge eventually.

Microfiction- two sentences:
"I can't live without her."
"And I can't sit on the throne if you have her."

I wrote this one from the perspective of Bhishma. I always thought that he was kind of robbed in the whole ordeal to find King Shantanu a new wife. He ultimately gave up his birth right all so that his father could marry the woman he wanted. He was the best son to the King and got the worst deal out of everybody.

Tech Tip: Cheezsburger

this is how i felt as a kid when mom said we're having alfredo for dinner and i could smell the food cooking

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Week 6 Story: Fish-Eye Lens

*Latest edition posted on my portfolio:*

Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. The fish of the Ganges river had born silent witness to plenty of unnatural occurrences over the years. With unblinking, unfeeling eyes fashioned to their slender bodies like marbles, the fish saw every conversation on the riverbed, every stone skipped across the surface, and every discarded or lost human possession that found its way into the waters of the Ganges.
Thud. Thud. Thud. The familiar tread of King Shantanu beat the path along the riverbed, trailed by the sound of soft mutterings and the occasional sigh. His habitual walks along the river were custom to the fish, and they paid him no mind.
Gurgle. Swish. Whir. The calm waters of the Ganges began to spiral towards the center of the river, disrupting a few disgruntled fish. Faster and faster the waters swirled, frothing the surface, churning the vegetation along the shore. The center of the spiral glowed with vibrant …