Today’s Prompt: Think about an event you’ve attended and loved. Your hometown’s annual fair. That life-changing music festival. A conference that shifted your worldview. Imagine you’re told it will be cancelled forever or taken over by an evil corporate force.
Today’s Twist: While writing this post, focus again on your own voice. Pay attention to your word choice, tone, and rhythm. Read each sentence aloud multiple times, making edits as you read through. Before you hit “Publish,” read your entire piece out loud to ensure it sounds like you.
I gasped loudly as I read the dreadful words, buried deep in the Useless section of the morning daily. It had been in the news for quite a few days now. The evil Cult of the Nihilists was on the rise. They hated everything, everything. And somehow, they had managed to get a few members of the government under their control. Because of this, and the growing fear, the Cult had already banned a number of events, including the Annual Rock Festival, the Sewing Competition and the Tax Paying Month. So far, they had received mixed responses, but now everything was about to change. They had stepped on the most beloved tile of this cultural town. They had rattled the very heart of this artistic society. They had cancelled the Lucknow Literature Carnival, forever.
I immediately got up and started shouting at my imaginary friend. “How can they do this? Are they nuts?! The Carnival is probably the best thing that has ever happened to this town! The authors, the speeches, the music, the workshops, the photography and the cars! How can one probably put an end to all this? That’s it! Tomorrow morning, I’m burning down their office, breaking the place into smithereens! I’m going to call all my friends and we will together put an end to this madness! They hate music right?! The first thing I’ll do is play Muse in front of their headquarters, so loud, soo loud, that the windows will all shatter to scar their faces! Agh! I’m going to call that person from GTA to bring me a few tanks so that I can blast their place up! Their malice will now face my revenge! I’m calling up my friends right now, and we’re going to form The Avengers!! WE’RE TAKING THOSE SCUMBAGS DOWN!!!”
Five minutes later
*on the phone, with my friends*
“So it’s final then. Sunday, 10:45 AM, the show shall begin. I am repeating this again, we ought to leave no man behind. Every single person should be a part of this, and if you fail to accomplish this task, we shall never be able to watch them burn again…”
“Yeah, yeah Saksham. We’ll all be there on Sunday. No one is going to miss the Avengers : Age of Ultron, of course.”
“Good! 🙂 ”