Immortality

The doctors were stumped.

They know the great Victor has taken immortality pill but this hasn’t done him any good.

He was all alone in triple isolation ward, two stories below the basement.

The medical board came to a decision last night.

They wrapped him in three bio hazard bags and buried him alive in a steel lined concrete vault.
You see, with him, the influenza virus in his body had become immortal too!

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Victory

The savages attacked in great hordes and by night my city fell.

As I watched, their leader rode in on a strange beast with no legs.

He watched as his soldiers erected a statute of his god.

He stood before it and recited out the victory prayer.

On the screen of my language translator appeared the words:

“Houston, this is Star Command. Mission Accomplished"

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Tafreeh!

I watched her as she struggles to climb out of the well, her hand all bloody with the torn finger nails; her moans sounded like chimes on a slow summer day.

As she crawled to the bottom rung of the ladder, my shot shattered it and she fell back with a cry half of desperation and half of fear.

She looked at the projecting stones of the old well and then at my encouraging smile.

My laughter echoed as the stones I had loosed earlier slipped out of her grip and hit her feet.

She looked at me and cried “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?”

“Because it is fun!” I answered while slipping the cover back into place.

PS: Tafreeh is the Urdu word for fun.

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On a Rocky Ledge

I saw the old man and was stunned to see how vigorous he looked.

The old man saw me standing and climbed up the ledge without even breathing hard.

He had a clear brow, clear eyes and a wide wrinkle free mouth.

I complemented him on his youthful looks and vigor.

He smiled and bend his head closer to mine as if to whisper the secret of eternal youth in my ear.

I felt his teeth at my neck and heard a rustling whisper, "my, son, blood is Life."

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