Monday, April 30, 2018

Z: Zootopia!


Long after the last guests of the night had left, Alok stood outside his room with bated breath. While he was glad that his twenty-one pets – a motley combination of cats, dogs, rabbits, parrots, hamsters, snakes and fish had attended his wedding, it was his beautiful bride Nisha’s entry that had taken his breath away. And now she was in there waiting for him. As he parted the curtain of flowers expecting to see a coy Nisha, Rocket - his labrador bounded off his bed and took off true to its name. Behind him, his friends erupted into boisterous laughter.

Lots of individuals love animals. Some as pets, some as care-givers. Zoophilia however, refers to the extreme obsession and paraphilic attraction that certain individuals feel with animals. History has some very infamous references to Zoophilia and bestiality.

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And that brings us to the end of the 2018 challenge! I hope you enjoyed reading these as much as I loved writing them! Whether you read 1, 26 or any other number of them, thank you for stopping by! A special thanks to those who liked, commented, fed back reviews/edits. And of course, a big shout out to those special ones who have been encouraging me throughout! I owe you!

Saturday, April 28, 2018

Y: Twist in the Tale!


“How can you not like it? Everyone celebrates it on Jun 21.”
“Not a fan.”
“How can you not see the health benefits?”
“Nothing that Zumba or good ol’ aerobics cannot achieve.”
“Flexibility.”
“Please!” I sputter, “a clothes hanger would be more flexible than you!”
“How dare you! Let me show just how flexible I am because of my love for yoga,” he retorts entwining his arms and limbs into a complicated posture.

Ten minutes, I chuckle and lock the door, jingling the keys in my hands as he yells out “Krishna, come on man, I’m stuck! Help untangle me!”

Like Q, Y too did not have any documented philias 😝😝. However, Yogaphilia might as well be. With power yoga, beer yoga, hot yoga and more – the day might soon dawn when they coin something like this for the yoga super-enthusiasts all over the world!

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Friday, April 27, 2018

X: From the land of Far, Far Away!


“Famous Ganges mud. Usually it cost more. I give discount,” explained the tourist guide, Mr. Pratap. His five-year-old went wide-eyed at the sight of the two intrusions, their milky white skin standing out clearly among the sea of brown gathered to get a look or even a selfie with the foreigners.

Twenty minutes later, the kid giggled watching the couple indulge in his favourite game. Scooping up handfuls of swampy mud, they rubbed it all over themselves. Little did Mr. Pratap know that owing to their fear of being followed and bothered, their need for camouflage had trumped his faith.

The fact that there are pockets in India that love, worship and pander to foreigners, mostly fair skinned, is no big secret. Xenophilia refers to the extreme love for such; when the curiosity or amusement rises to the extent of obsession with the visitors from another land.

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Thursday, April 26, 2018

W: Up, Up and Away!


8:00 AM
“And that thrust is what makes rockets fly,” concluded Mr. Chidambaran, happy that his son seemed interested in science. He wondered why his nine year old was asking questions around propulsion physics though.

2:30 PM
“Don’t you have homework? Stop goofing around with the broom,” said a very cross Mrs. Chidambaran. Arvind’s antics were driving her up the wall.

5:00 PM
“Appa can make propellent shoes. I stole the broom from Amma. Wand?” asked Arvind.
“Got a Harry Potter wand, see? I think it should work!” Divya remarked.
“You’ll be the coolest witch ever!” quipped a beaming Arvind!

Wiccophilia refers to the love for witches and witchcraft. The above micro-fiction is about a light-hearted childhood fascination through the eyes of two innocent kids.

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Wednesday, April 25, 2018

V: Ouch!


“Who would do something so ghastly? This is an eight month old we’re talking about.”
“Mrs. Rajen, I understand your pain. But tests don’t lie. Your baby has more than thirty puncture points. Recent ones. We can’t release her back to you until the police allow it. A social worker will visit to check on the twin as well.”
I watch my sister crumble to the ground.

That night, I deviate from my routine. No injections anymore for baby Sanya. Much as I love the euphoria, I cannot risk it anymore. I cannot let Sanya get taken away as well.

Most people detest needles. At the very least, they get a little squeamish around them. Vaccinophilia refers to the weird love and attraction that one has to needles and vaccines. Vaccinophiles enjoy injecting themselves as much as they derive pleasure from watching others being injected or injecting others actively.

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Tuesday, April 24, 2018

U: Up Above The World So High!


Stretching from my shoulders all the way to my stomach, the snug vest feels like any regular jacket. Except, it weighs sixteen kilograms. Defacto pipe bombs line the inner area. The fragmentation layer built over it is full of tiny steel balls. The wire running down the sleeve of my shirt ends in a lever.

A beautiful heaven beckons. I have waited for this all my life. As I finger the lever, I realize that I have been holding my breath. As images of a breathtaking paradise up there float to my mind, I smile. And I flip the switch.

Uranophilia refers to the ultimate expression of faith in that you can take such joy and derive such pleasure from the mere thought of heaven alone. It is an abnormal affection that the individual has for heaven.

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Monday, April 23, 2018

T: The Poisoned Apple!


The hydrocarbons in the dishwashing liquid hit me hard, like that of an oncoming train. I feel the sudden rush to my brain; millions of nerve centres lighting up and tingling all at once. I feel my stomach burn, as if my insides are being ripped open. I shudder and cough, flailing my arms around, choking and gasping for air. I scramble for the activated charcoal by the side, and stuff it into my mouth. Six hours later, I am stable. After all, I have done this a few times. The dishwashing liquid is stowed away, for another episode someday.

Toxicophilia refers to the insane love that a person has for toxins, both legal and illegal. It is the search for the rewarding effects of one or more psychotropic substances. Toxicophiles derive pleasure by subjecting themselves or others to heady combinations of toxins often pushing one to the edge before wanting to return back to the state of normalcy.

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Saturday, April 21, 2018

S: Half and Half!


She smooths the bed sheet again, neatly re-tucking in the corners on all four sides. Taking a step back, she inspects her handiwork. Not completely satisfied with the way it looks, she walks over to one side of the bed and tucks the sheet in another three quarters of an inch. Standing by the side, she squints, pursing her lips, surveying the situation and trying to make up her mind. Ninety three minutes later, when she’s finally convinced that the geometrical shapes on the sheet are symmetrical to both ends of the bed, she locks up and leaves for work.

Symmetrophiles are persons who are pleased by or obsessed with maintaining symmetry in their life. It is usually used to indicate a more extreme attraction (or medically classifiable relationship) of a person to the condition. It is also closely related to an obsessive-compulsive-disorder, an OCD condition where the individuals feel driven to place items in a certain manner that provides symmetrical alignment.

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Friday, April 20, 2018

R: A walk down memory lane!


We force open the door. It cracks open four inches before being met with resistance. Even through the gap, the musty smell hits us hard.

“What the …” remarks Goyal.
Rows and columns of cardboard boxes greet us, stacked wall to wall, floor to ceiling. Eight hours later, we take turns listing our inventory.

“Thirteen boxes of newspaper. 1960 to 2018. Sequenced”
“Magazines. 1952 onwards.”
“Sixty two cassettes. Audio. Thirteen video cassettes. Home made.”
“Nine boxes of pictures. Eleven CDs. Again pictures.”
“Nineteen boxes of personal journals”.
“Our victim’s a retrophile? It’s going to be a long day,” I sigh.

Retrophilia is defined as a strong attraction to and preference for that which is from or characteristic of the past. Retrophiles have a strong liking for things of the past and tend to accumulate and hold on to tons of memorabilia for years together, often until they die.

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Thursday, April 19, 2018

Q: When knowledge is expensive!


“My name is Srikant, I am an addict.”
I hear reluctant murmurs of 'Hi Srikant' and 'Welcome Srikant' from the group.
“Srikant, I am glad you took the first step. Daily quota?” asks the facilitator.
“Fifteen hours, usually,” I respond sheepishly.
“How do you feel?” asks an elderly gentleman who I have trouble imagining as an addict.
“Um … It’s difficult. I ask myself, how can more knowledge hurt? It just felt so right. I ... crave that intimacy.” I say, feeling at home as people around me start nodding.
“That’s why they call us Quoraphiles, son. Welcome to Quora Anonymous.”

So, I totally made this one up! 😄😄 There are no documented philias that start with Q. And Quora undoubtedly, is becoming hugely addictive! It should come as no surprise then that questions like ‘How do you deal with Quora addiction?’ and ‘How bad is your Quora addiction?’ have 100+ answers on – surprise, surprise – Quora itself! 😉

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Wednesday, April 18, 2018

P: A Raging Fire Within!


2002
I watch him focus on the tiny blip, concentrating hard on getting it right. He adjusts the magnifying glass carefully. Ten seconds later, I see the first wisps of smoke rise up from the paper.

2010
The helpless cat lets out a whimper but it is bound tightly. He sprinkles a generous dose of lighter fluid and strikes the match. Breathing in the smell of burning flesh, he lets out a satiated sigh.

2018
I watch him on TV, being handcuffed for arson. I see the look of pleasure on his face and I feel sick to my stomach.

Pyrophilia is a relatively uncommon paraphilia in which a subject derives gratification from fire and fire-starting activity. Pyrophilia has been diagnosed in very few instances, and is not fully accepted by the general psychological community.

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Tuesday, April 17, 2018

O: A Slimy Affair!


“Quick! Hide the ring in there. And run,” I whisper, as we work on pranking Gaurav. I keep watch as she locates Gaurav’s bag. And then I gasp. Was it my imagination or did I sense movement in his bag?

“Mm … Prachi, it moved.”
“What moved?”
“The bag ... something in there.”
“Shut up. Don’t psyche me out.”

I watch as she zips it open. I try to warn her but I cannot find my voice. My heart stops beating. And then I hear her blood curdling scream as more than four snakes slither out of Gaurav’s gym bag.

Ophidiophilia refers to the irregular adoration or amazement for or with snakes; it’s a subset of zoophilia – attraction to animals in general. Greek culture has historic records of several ophidiophiles from centuries ago.

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Monday, April 16, 2018

N: Till Death do us 'part!


The hazy sun rays streaming in through the window shades give her an other-world aura that makes her look even more beautiful. A hint of a smile plays on her lips; like she’s in a happy dream. I run my fingers through her golden brown locks, playing around with her hair. She always ties it up, now it lays splayed across the pillow. Her skin feels cold, even though it’s starting to get warm outside. I pull her close to me, kissing the nape of her neck. She does not stir. She cannot. She’s been dead for three days now.

Necrophilia, also known as necrophilism, necrolagnia, necrocoitus, necrochlesis, and thanatophilia, is a sexual attraction or sexual act involving corpses. It is classified as a paraphilia by the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual (DSM) of the American Psychiatric Association.

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Saturday, April 14, 2018

M: To Be or Not to Be!


There are those who doubt me. Doubt my decision to go ahead with this; who see this as dangerous. I cannot blame those people. But there was a time when I was in the deepest dungeons of my life, struggling to cope with what I was going through. People turn to nature, travel, books, friends, even yoga. I turned to bees. They helped me get through before. And they will again. I trust my baby with them. So will I go ahead with the maternity photo shoot with 20,000 bees? Yes I will. A mother will not harm her child.

Melissophilia refers to the obsessive love for bees. When I read the story about the bee-keeper woman from Ohio who decided to have a maternity shoot with 20,000 bees, my first reaction was disbelief as well. But then love for all things, human or not, animate or inanimate can be all consuming and inexplicable. It saddens me to read that Emily Mueller later suffered a still birth. However, there is no research that links bee stings to stillbirths. While in her profession as a beekeeper, she has given birth to two children, both hale and hearty.

The above post does not claim to be an introspection or intend to be insensitive or sensationalize the choices being by Emily Mueller. I wish her and her family peace, strength and only the best.


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Friday, April 13, 2018

L: Dreading Day Zero



Only three days to go. Day Zero. Apr 16 2018. I scrub my hands under the flowing water. But it isn’t enough. The water flow slows to a trickle. I feel short of breath, like I might collapse. Forty seconds later, the tap runs dry. I cannot run out of water. Not now. Not when I still have twelve vessels to be filled. I have bathed thrice today but it isn’t enough. I look at the veins in my arm, throbbing hard. Jesus converted water to wine. If only I could convert blood to water, I would kill for it.

Loutrophilia is a condition, one in which individuals are obsessed with the act of bathing or washing themselves, often scrubbing themselves raw. Events like Day Zero, a day on which taps would run dry – a real threat that looms large on the horizon, could cause extreme anxiety for loutrophiles – more than that for an average human.

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Thursday, April 12, 2018

K: Monkey Business


Monday 2:30 PM
‘Two silver spoons, my Estee Lauder lipstick, my Montblanc pen and Karthik’s mouth organ,” I say, as the constable makes a note.
“One gold earring and three bananas,” says Rama.
“Such a motley list for a maid to steal. One earring, not both,” he comments. Rama grunts.

Wednesday 5:20 PM
I step out of the building when it lands on my eye, blinding me for a second. Then it plops to the floor. My Estee Lauder lipstick. The Montblanc follows. I look up earnestly to see the perpetrator scampering away. With two other thieving monkeys in tow.

Though monkeys make unintentional yet sometimes funny kleptomaniacs, kleptophilia refers to the state of getting turned on by the very act of stealing. While pre-teen stealing tends to focus on the act of proving one’s bravado among peers and most adult robberies are usually of the financial kind, kleptophiles focus on stealing specific fetish objects though there is no personal or financial need for them.

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Wednesday, April 11, 2018

J: Coming Out.


“I cannot .. cannot .. do this, Papa,” I say, trying to muster up courage. Stacked next to me are flyers of the upcoming Nazi convention, the Swastika symbol on each a glaring omen.

Papa looks at me hard, his eyes boring holes into my skin. His unflinching gaze makes me feel unbelievably small. And I shudder involuntarily.

“I fell in love,” I murmur as softly as I can. “With Hanukkah. Hebrew. And … Moses.”

I see the Luger too late. The silent night is interrupted only by the echo of a gunshot. Just one. Then it is quiet again.

Imagine a love so strong that it transcends not just traditions and religions, but borders, generations of hatred, and a whole belief system that one has been raised with. Judeophilia refers to extreme love for the Jewish, in which one might go against their own religions/culture and start adapting those of Judaism.

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Tuesday, April 10, 2018

I: Everything's Fishy!


Day 3 of the trip dawns bright and sunny. And on our itinerary for today is the 188,000 gallon kelp forest tank aquarium at the California Science Center. Filled with coral exhibits, sea weed, fishes and sharks, the swirling water within the deep blue glass casts kaleidoscopic shadows that dance across the hall. Little Shreya, all of three years old, is a big fan of fishes and all aquatic life. She shrieks now, excited.

“Mommy, look! Fish! I love fish!” Her mother and I smile, and then break into peals of laughter as she ends it with “Wow, fish! So yummy!”

Today’s micro byte, though just an innocent take as seen through the eyes of an adorable kid and not really an extreme love of any sort, is still a memory that stays close to me; one that always puts a smile on my face whenever I hear the word ‘fish’. Ichthyophilia, however, is defined as extreme obsessive love for fish and sea life. Little Shreya is now a fine young lady; all grown up and off to make her mark on the world. I hope she reads this and remembers the tale. And I hope it makes her smile 😊

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Monday, April 9, 2018

H: Mistaken Identity!


I am rudely awakened out of my deep slumber by someone making a racket. Beside me, I watch Dada Hippo sleep, his rotund body bobbing up and down in the water, his nostrils sucking in oxygen. Twenty seconds later, he sinks down again continuing to sleep.

“What happened, baby girl?” I ask.
“Mama Hippo, Shrek is cheating on me!” Little Hippo snorts loudly.
Dada Hippo floats back to the surface, still asleep. The swamp smells so good and the sun feels warm. Sleep beckons me too.

Sigh.

“What makes you think so?”
“He just admitted he’s a hippophile!” She wheezes.

Contrary to how it sounds, a hippophile is someone who loves horses, not hippos. The origin of the word ‘hippophile’ however, is driven by the Greek word “Hippos” meaning Horse.

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Saturday, April 7, 2018

G: A Wedding to Remember!


August, 2012
“I … I can’t … I just can’t figure out why he would do that. Maybe it was me,”
“Blaming yourself won’t help, my dear”
“Then who do I blame, Doc? There were no demands. He was so enthusiastic about the wedding arrangements. He even paid for it all. And then he just vanished.”

June, 2013
“Arunoday, I have endured a lot of your childhood tantrums, but this is ridiculous. Eloping from seven weddings is not a joke.”

March, 2014
“Mr. Mittal, your son is a gamophile. I am sorry Sir, but I’ll have to notify the police.”

Believe it or not, gamophiles love weddings in the extreme sense. Not only do they do get aroused by the idea of weddings, they soak in and revel in the festivities linked to weddings, often rehashing the moments in their mind for insane durations of time.

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Friday, April 6, 2018

F: Frozen!


“Kai!”
“5 more minutes,” he says, holding up ten fingers. My four-going-on-fifteen-year-old son is still lying in the snow, a tiny colourful blip in a sea of white.
“NO!!”
“But Mommy, the snowman,” he says, pointing to a disproportionate figure wearing one sock on its head. I look back at my son who, I now realize, is missing a sock.
“Inside right now. Or no pizza, no XBOX.” I say sternly, hands on my hips.
“I’m glad Elsa and Jack Frost don’t have you for a mother,” he grumbles, walking past the open door into the warmth of the house.

Well I am glad too that Elsa and Jack Frost don't have her for a mother. Otherwise we would have missed out some of Disney's best creations like Frozen! Most kids like Kai enjoy playing in the snow and cold. However, Frigophilia refers to the extreme love/obsession towards cold or frosty stuff!

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Thursday, April 5, 2018

E: The Eager Beaver


“Anu, I worked all weekend,” Vik remarks. Anu simply rolls her eyes.
“It’s true!” I say.
“I am not an idiot. Out with the truth!” Anu retorts.

“Fine, we did start with work. But we took a break for dinner. And .. drinks .. and well it became 6 AM.” Vik explains.
“See? Telling the truth is easy,” she says, walking off.

I am dumb-struck.

“What did I tell you? She won’t believe the truth that I worked all weekend but she’ll believe some lame story! You owe me 500 bucks!” Vik says chuckling at the easy win he’d bet.

Ergophilia refers to the love for work (or exercise). Having passion for one’s work is different than being obsessed with work to an extent that one ends up spending every waking moment working.

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

D: Dangerous!


I watch her thumb down car after car, every unsuccessful attempt inching her away from her destination and bringing her closer to mine. Nine minutes later, I see an SUV looming down the highway at breakneck speed. And I know this is my only chance. Three seconds later, I push her into the road. Forty minutes later, she is pronounced dead.

I have come here on 832 days in the past three years. Been lucky on 131 of them. Most days I go back empty handed. But on some rare days like today, I end up making my own luck.

Dystychiphilia is defined as’ Paraphilic sexuoeroticism linked to watching or participating in accidents’. The above is entirely a work of fiction and does not promote any kind of violence to justify one’s love for anything/anyone.

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Tuesday, April 3, 2018

C: Creepy!


I run my fingers along the embossed lettering, committing the details to memory. Someone has left fresh flowers this morning. The asters are beautiful in shades of orange and yellow.

The message tone is shrill and abrupt, an unwelcome visitor to my mental sanctuary.
“Howdy dude? How many pina coladas down?” reads the message.
I contemplate responding, then power it off and slip it into my pocket.
I take a deep breath, feeling completely at home.

The Hawaiian vacation fib has to stay. How do I tell them I am nine cemeteries down and have three more to go to?

While this seems unbelievable, Coimetrophiles (Lovers of cemeteries) do exist. People with this fetish feel drawn to visit cemeteries, examine graves and other aspects related to burials and funerals.

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Monday, April 2, 2018

B: For the Love of Books


“No. 16 rejected. Next?” I ask as Mom scrolls through profiles on the matrimonial site.
“I love the books so I take bookie job,” Mom reads out loud.
“What!!!! Reject!!!” Dad and I both yell out from opposite ends of the room.
Nia rolls her eyes. Minutes pass by. Mom passes the laptop to me. I start scrolling.

“Him. Him, you’ll definitely be OK to meet.” I say with a confident swagger.
Mom and Dad exchange glances. Nia takes one look at the profile and smiles at me.
The cover photo is a huge bookshelf. “Bibliophile”, it reads under Hobbies.

Dictionary.com defines a Bibliophile as ‘a person who loves or collects books, especially as examples of fine or unusual printing, binding, or the like.’. The above tale is only a light-hearted rendition of one’s love for books.




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Sunday, April 1, 2018

A: A Catty Tale


“The casino? You’ve got to be kidding me! Franklin is not even allowed there! And what about Margo? She just delivered her babies!” I yell at Jonathan.
“Not like they’re your own kids, Jess”
“I’ll talk to you later.” I sigh and hang up.

“You guys love me right?” I ask, looking across the room at my precious ones.
Franklin shrugs as if raising me a mental “Whatever” and goes back to rubbing himself against my sofa. Margo shoots me an impatient look. Sighing, I get to my feet to fill up her milk pan.
Sure, they totally love me.

While Jess here could simply be a protective, supportive cat lover, the Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines Ailurophile as ‘A Cat Fancier or a Lover of Cats’. 'Philes' are generally obsessed with the objects of their fancies to a dangerous level.


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The April A-Z Blogging Challenge is a yearly challenge for bloggers where they post every single day of April except Sundays (starting with the 1st of the month, even if it falls on a Sunday), one alphabet for each day, all posts with a common underlying theme. A-Z is now in it's 9th year. Click here to read more on the challenge! Click here for all participating blogs this year.

And if you're participating too, do leave your blog site in the comments! I'd love to visit!


Click here to check out the complete works of the 2016 that I was a proud finisher of!

This year, not only do I attempt to finish the challenge again, but I also add a tiny little twist of my own! I am going to size every single post to be exactly 100 words long! Not a word more, not a word less! Quick reading, fun reading, happy commenting! So, here we go with the 2018 challenge!
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