Words in the Sand^^^^

Heracles (Hercules) was asking Zeus for more powers.


"You know how the system works in Xanadu, ... uh Olympus" said Zeus "you scratch my back and I scratch yours"


"Of course, my God"


"That slimy God of the Sea, Poseidon, is going to run for TOP God in the coming election. He's all wet, I tell you"


"Yeah, pathetic. Nowadays, even Gods don't know their place." nodded Herc


"That sewer-polluted not-so-low-life actually challenged me to a contest. Just imagine .. me! An election gimmick of course, but my spin doctors have advised me to take it up."


"Whatever I can do, Zuzu"


"Of course I can do it easily myself, but it is beneath my dignity to be seen with him."


"Of course, Big Zee"


"Tomorrow, on Olympus Beach, you have to write my name 1000 times in the sand before his tide comes in to wash it away. You have less than 6 hours."


"I wont let you down"


Well, Herc was there on time at high tide. Poseidon and a huge crowd had gathered, together with the judges -- Dryan, Upala and Nimos.


As the tide receded, Herc started writing furiously... Zeus, Zeus .... Being ambidextrous he foiled Poseidon's plan by writing with both his hands at the same time! It was a close finish but Herc did it.


The next moment, Zeus appeared to soak in the glory of the cheering crowd. "A chore well done, Heracles, worthy of an epic feat"


Herc replied in all modesty,
"Epic Chore is Worth a Thou Sand-words"
  (A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words)
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Dedicated to the wonderful world of fantasy, science fiction and fairy tales -- stories limited only by imagination. Too bad when children grow up they actually believe incredulous stories to be true! Only now, it is called religion.
(Yes, I am ambidextrous)

No Light Weight^

"M" assigned agent "A" to knock off "the Earl" -- Spectre mafia chief.
"Q", as always, issued "A" with his latest gadget -- a death ray gun. Unlike a light laser, this shot out a heavy dose of Gamma rays. With this,


"A" downed the Earl in Weighty Rays.

(Around the World in Eighty Days - transposition of  the letters D, W & R)
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Dedicated to my love and passion of Travel. Unshaven, coke & M&Ms & chips within easy reach, steering wheel in hand, John Denver on the CD, loved ones all around and a deserted road ahead to somewhere I have never been. How close to heaven can I get?

Burning Love^^^^

When the Beatles visited India in the 60s for some yoga and meditation, one of the places they went to was the holy Hindu city of Varanasi. Sited alongside the sacred Ganges, it is the place where Hindus go on pilgrimage at least once in their lifetime. The bustling city is a Mecca (oops, wrong religion) for rituals on milestone occasions like Birth, Marriage and, most importantly, Death.


The Beatles, needless to say, witnessed the cremations at close range, next to the temple and mounds of burning wood. Unfortunately, their fans were also there, pushing and shoving to get a better view of their idols.(the Beatles, of course, not those in the temple). Of course the inevitable happened. While trying to avoid an over-eager fan, Ringo slipped and burnt himself on the flames. (He finally managed to reach high C, btw)


Well, as the saying goes,
"Out of the Prying Fan and into the Pyre."
 (Out of the Frying Pan and into the Fire)
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Dedicated to the amazing Beatles and the overcrowded city of Varanasi where I watched a never-ending "production line" of corpses going through ceremonial washing, wrapping, cremation, ash-collection and ash-scattering.