Symptoms of madness

 

Every time that small spot of light flashed, this shark took it as a sign. He didn’t realise that it’s a man-made invention. In his pointed head, it was a star that had fallen from above and trapped on top of that phallic thing. So, what our hero tried to do was get as close as possible. But none of his feisty endeavours managed to fruition. Either he got severely washed off by waves or damaged his jaws at the rocky base. Regardless, he refused to give up.

Moral: Stars are best left to sky and morons, to sea.

A deal breaker

There was utter darkness; nothingness at its purest form. All of a sudden entered God. She couldn’t see anything—let anyone the beautiful void in front of her—when an idea struck her bright mind forcing to yelp, “LET THERE BE LIGHT!”
Boom!
A 50-50 deal though. Day and night. Nonetheless, she could see nothing clearly now so she got down to work and ended up creating the lovely mess we are in.
Fast forward several millennia to Edison.
He too felt the need to see nothingness clearly but he wouldn’t agree with the deal God did. 

No way.

Hidden message

His best friend left him today without any warning. Perhaps it was high time they went their separate ways! Besides, a four-legged being might have a destiny different from a two-legged one. However, what’s intriguing is there was no sign of grief at the tail-end. And just like that, a trial separation took place. Posters shall be up on the streets by tomorrow but they’d be pointless. Like their heading, the guy’s missing the point too. His friend isn’t really lost. He’s simply hiding because he’s tired of selfless love and everything that it’s supposed to entail for humans. 

N.B: My shorter-than-short story is in the top-4 list this week. Yes, they've clearly lowered their standards.

Space, time and melanin

As a five-year-old idiot, his grandma told him that the moon was inhabited by white rabbits. Over the course of following two decades, this kid grew up to become an astronaut with a long-cherished dream to land on our natural satellite. But he’s fast realizing that it’s not going to happen. He might walk in the space upside down like a bat someday soon although that’s not the original plan. He wants to spread his wings and fly towards her. However, only white-skinned people have managed to leave behind a lunar footprint—so far. Perhaps his grandma was right. 

PS: You can read lot finer tales—in case you can't write—over here. Try.