#agenda

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  • mrspectacular 64w

    COMPLICATED

    'You there, have you seen the king's sceptre?', the chief of gaurds for the king cried as he went around with flyers of the king's sceptre in his hand. He looked very vexed like it were something very valuable to him that was stolen. Well, it was His Majesty's Sceptre, His Majesty's symbol of office that was missing. It was a kingdom problem and as a royal gaurd, it was definitely a deafening slap across his face.
    His majesty, Sir Fidelis Warren has a countenance so gloomy on the issue at hand that he would neither eat nor drink anything. He would not even speak to anyone but just stared up at the fine ceiling embellishments. He wondered how he would recover the stolen sceptre from whoever it was that had stolen it. The sceptre was quite a find, expensive and very precious. Without it, the town of Lugwid could not referred to as a people. All around the town, news filters about the occurrence and everyone is sent into panic mode wondering how they would live without a king. Sir Fidelis was not dead but he was not a king without his sceptre. Sure he had his regalia of a crown and a royal garment but all of that meant nothing without the sceptre. Without the sceptre, it was all just a cloth and crown that anyone could just walk into any supermarket in Lugwid or beyond and purchase cheaply but the sceptre was more precious than gold. This was a situation that had never occured in the history of the town of Lugwid but the palace had become more porous security-wise and flexible, privacy-wise that anyone could enter any part of the place without any special protocol since a number of people had brought petitions claiming that the king was far away from and very inaccessible to the people. Now this happened.
    His majesty, Sir Fidelis Warren could only imagine how stiff he would make the palace immediately he was able to recover his staff of office, there would be six gruelling stages one would need to go through before one could gain access again to him because he believed it is a matter of overfamiliarity that brought this shame upon the royal palace and the entire town of Lugwid.

    There was no reason for anyone within the town to steal the staff of office because he made sure he had implemented enough policies to make sure everyone lived comfortably and without as much as a single want so who could have done this act. Immediately, he commanded the arrest and detention of every foreigner in the town to ascertain which of them is behind the theft. Rounding them off and realizing they were so many, he narrows the list down to those who had accessed the palace which brought the list down to two person. Everyone followed closely the proceedings like their lives depended on it, eager to know who would be squashed by the winepress of the law and served as wine to the throats of its penitentiary for the lesson of his life which he would only be so lucky to live to relay.
    Jonah and Deval were the names of the two foreigners standing trial on the matter after the others had been cleared by the government on having nothing to do with the missing staff of office. If only they could know the truth by looking them in their eyes and recognizing the truly Innocent and the vilely guilty but that was impossible so investigations continued.
    A few of the citizens came up with an accusation against Jonah claiming to have seen him earlier with the staff of office and claimed to have questioned him on why he had committed such an abomination but he defiantly ignored their questions and told them the king was not suitable for kingship and that was the reason he had purposed by the theft of the staff of office to commandeer the town for himself but it was all balderdash. Deval was the real criminal and had planned with the accusers to pin the crime on Jonah for the fact that they had their own personal scores to settle.
    Jonah was innocent of all charges but what prompted Sir Fidelis' suspicion of his being perpetrator of the heinous crime against the state was his silence in the midst of Deval's heated defense being which Sir Fidelis and his committee of investigators took for admission to the crime. Deval's argument seemed to really sway the king and his investigators so much so that without any further investigation, Jonah was sentenced to death by hanging particularly because he would not show the king and his investigators to the place where he had hid the staff of office.

    Within seconds, a section of the king's sentry, in green military combat wears and solid shiny black boots take him up by his arms in theirs and drag him away to the prison to await execution the next day. They had some very hard hands, rugged and stony they would almost crush anyone they held in them. Jonah wept in the pains of their clutches but consoled himself that by his death, his pain would soon be over. He would have been all happy at the putting him out of the misery of the false accusations but the pains of torture filtered into his porous skin for the rest of the day and into the next morning.
    By the next morning, the day of his execution, he is woken up by the whiplash from a soldier gaurd at the prison where he is held. Jerking up his feet, he let out some tears. Looking very weak, he is beaten regardless to pick up the pace to the place of execution pulling behind him his element of execution- a board with nails-he would hoisted up in a parachute and thrown down onto it, killing him instantly or if he were lucky- a few minutes in gruelling pain before giving up the ghost.
    Reconsidering the idea of dropping him unto a board of nails after hoisting him 200 feet above the ground, His Majesty, Sir Fidelis Warren orders that he be pardoned for the crime positing that although the crime is abominable, it should be pardoned or judgement less stifer for something as insignificant as a staff but the people would not have it instead they agitated even more for his execution.
    Sir Fidelis unwilling to pursue any further the proceedings orders that he be kept out of whatever decision they decide to take on the matter seeing that they would not rest until Jonah's blood gushed out from him like a tap for their drinking pleasure.
    Quick to see to Jonah's death, the people rustle up an arena at a tree for his hanging. Each of them would later wonder why exactly they decided to support his death against all opposite indications. Dragging him to the tree, a rope is rung around his neck while mocking him for being so powerless against them at that moment whereas having the guts to have stolen the royal sceptre.
    Finally hung to die on the tree and certified dead, they all leave the venue in the surprising darkness as they could all swear that it was as bright as midday only a few minutes ago but here they were, staring at a darkness they could almost touch. Finding the occurrence very strange, they rush back to their homes to stay away from whatever danger may follow.
    ..Some hours later, he is brought down from the tree by his Majesty's soldiers, someone from amidst the crowd remarked 'Maybe this man was innocent and did not really steal the Sceptre. We probably murdered, in the name of justified execution, the wrong person'.
    Obtaining Jonah's body from the royal house, he was laid to final rest or so they thought. Deval thought to himself that in a little while when the heat of Jonah's death and missing sceptre dies down, he would overthrow the king and rule Lugwid permanently but he had no idea of what lay wait for him ahead.
    Three days after, news reaches Deval that Jonah had been spotted in three different locations at different times but he would not believing it maintaining that he had seen him and confirmed him dead and buried completely but hearing the stories continuously from different quarters of Lugwid, he knew it was something to panic about because he had barely started his tatkeover plan but this would put a spanner in his progress, he imagined.
    His Royal Majesty, Sir Warren would probably hand over the kingdom to Jonah seeing that he was unjustly punished even after telling the truth. The king as expected orders a manhunt for Deval. One Monday morning, Deval is taking a stroll around the town while devising a plan to forestall and foil the enthronement of Jonah as king when he is spotted by some members of the royal sentry. He is chased for a few minutes until he loses them in an alley. Realising the failure of his plan, Deval flees the town seeking asylum wherever he can find it believing that running now would be the best so that one day when the people of Ludwig least expect it, he will strike back and take the throne but as usual, he knows little.

    ©mrspectacular

  • shesayshaha 72w

    #Agenda

    cashless India
    or
    cash less India

    ©shesayshaha

  • james_taumas 85w

    Meeting

    Reminder chime rings
    Meeting to begin
    Collate all the files
    Skim the notes
    Refresh the agenda
    Shackled in a room
    Or offsite on Zoom
    Speakers go in turn
    Some overtime
    All this talking
    Freedom when it's over.

    ©james_taumas

  • deactivate_user 100w

    If We Let Go Of Our Capability To Live Through Freeways,
    We Might As Well Enjoy Secret Agendas.

    ©cherrrry

  • jithinsharma_7 100w

    LIFE ❤️

    Focus on what's yours.... rather than spending time on something that isn't your worth ✌️
    ©jithinsharma_7

  • alias_poetry 102w

    Freedom

    What is freedom?
    A road crowded by the preachers of equality,
    Often funded controllers of immortality,
    travelled by many in the pursuit of humanity

    As we flow, we ask

    Why this? How that?

    Taken for granted,
    Rarely flaunted,

    The high road of emotions,
    In a part of mind, caged

    Freedom is mostly referenced as something physical,
    Sold to us with a wrapped by the arguments so logical,

    Have you ever wondered whether we are really free?

    From being opinionated,
    From being governed by our fears,
    From the make believe of having a choice, while really not having one.

    Bound by the said-unsaid rules of the society,
    Educated, but dumbfounded, loosing the sense of priority,

    Misled towards following the crowd,
    Being rude to others and yet feeling proud,

    Been restricting ourselves towards social media,
    So much that our decisions are being governed by AI,
    Like this is some kind of influencer driven mass hysteria,
    Forgetting to question the importance of "who really am I"

    Yes we have achieved freedom
    but are we really, free?
    If we can be easily enslaved by some known or unknown propaganda,
    to follow some so called trend,
    Everyone, everytime we read about is trying to push some kind of agenda,
    not sure if anyone is really a friend.
    ©alias_poetry

  • bhuone 111w

    Wo ladki thi toh sabne baat maan li
    Doshi sirf wo ladki nahi
    Pura internet hai jisne uski jaan li
    Na koi saboot vakalat
    Na koi FIR na koi adalat
    Social media ne faisla toh de diya
    Uss Maa ko uska beta bhi wapas dedo
    Wo Sarvjeet sa majboot nahi tha
    Wo Masoom 17 saal ka bacha tha
    Wo itna dabaav sehne ke liye kaccha tha
    Ladki thi toh sabne uski kahani maan li
    Bas isi baat ne masoom Manav ki jaan li

    ©bhuone

  • ombhojani 121w

    Siyasat

    Siyasat k in bhediyo se,
    Dharm ki in bediyo se,
    Mandir, masjid, gurudwara, church, in sab ko baadme bachana,
    Pehle khud ko bacha lo,
    Jo tute hai rishte,
    Pehle un ko bana lo,
    Desh toh banta hi rahega,
    Pehle tum aapas me ekta toh bana lo.
    In siyasat k bhediyo se,
    Dharm ki in bediyo se,
    Tum desh toh bacha loge,
    Par jo log tutenge,
    Jo rishte tutenge,
    Jo naate chutenge,
    Unko kaise bana loge?
    ©ombhojani

  • imladyart 131w

    Baker’s Faith

    Cut and toss I lean towards the end as
    I slice and bake creating a way.
    The time is out of my hands as I wait upon the finished product.
    There is no limit or deadline just the hope of the right recipe to make.

    ©ladyartblog

  • dr_rubycon 151w

    Everybody has an agenda; sometimes it's conscious, sometimes it's not, but it's always there.

    I don't know what it feels like to be anyone but me.
    I know what it's like not to put your family first.
    This has cost many a great deal that they'd say, "If I had to do this all over again, I'd ask myself, is it really worth sacrificing a life with someone I love over an idea that may never be?"
    Can you dig it?

    ✍RubySpeaks
    IspeakLIFE

  • gyro_scope 153w

    Broken:

    We both belong to same religion and same caste. He is my support on which I can rely my whole life. We are in love with each other badly. Each day, each moment make me feel about him. He is taller than me and I am quite short but I love to be his little princess. While spending time with him I just forgot that other things exist in this world. As a partner he is my everything. I always mess up things by doing crazy stuff but he is the one who always make it perfect. The moments we spend with each other are beyond eternity. I choose him as my life partner. When I cry he is the only one who gave me shoulder. When I want to fly high he gave me wings. When I want to make things happen he is always there for me. It's been 7 years that we are together holding each other strongly. And I am literally "LUCKY" to have him in my life. But when I think about future it is full of darkness and my story of love flew away in that darkness. I tried my harder to make my future brighter with him but he is "10 years" ahead than me and according to hindu mythology he should be married as early as possible. I tried in many ways but he is bounded by his parents to get married. Now he is searching for his life partner leaving me behind as I am not done with the graduation yet. When I think about our future just the thing bang me hard that he will be getting too old than me. I was carrying a sweet plan of living life with him but it is completely destroyed. But I can't do anything now I have to control my eternal love for him and let it go with the flow.

    ~NEENAD ZULKANTHIWAR
    ©gyro_scope

  • abhikm 179w

    दान, पुण्य,मोक्ष, मुक्ति,साधना जाने क्या क्या पाऊँगा
    सरकार के चक्कर में आकर मैं भी साधु बन जाऊँगा
    ©abhikm

  • justhannah 195w

    #agenda
    Photo credit Frederick Toole

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    Maybe if people wore their pain like armor, not shields of subconscious agendas, less hearts would break and more love would surrender.

    ©justhannah

  • wandererj 195w

    I noticed something interesting on mirakee, for that matter of fact in all social media. Everyone has an agenda. Most of them either wants huge crowd following so they follow others. Or they don't follow to most trying to keep their standards high. So many disclaimers about "Don't follow to unfollow you."

    Our social media life is virtual yet so real. What an Irony!

    #Random #Observations #Agenda

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    Followers

    I don't follow you because you liked my posts!
    I follow you because I genuinely liked yours!!
    ©wandererj

  • ancy_t 202w

    Reason

    Be the reason someone still believes in
    magic, truth,
    long conversation,
    loyalty, courage and
    love that dsnt have an agenda.



    ©ancy_act

  • chalk_outline 209w

    Untouched

    Her agenda is like Fiji water, untocuhed by man.

  • aj_says 218w

    'Girl in a marriage'

    A girl child is relaxed in a marriage,
    A teen girl is boycotted for the marriage,
    An adult girl is marketed in a marriage.
    ©aj_says

  • ortho123 248w

    agenda

    "Iam never scared of people who love me or hate me but I'm of people who tolerate me because they are the ones who have a hidden agenda"
    ©ortho123

  • imkaushiksanyal 258w

    Somewhere between
    the selfish propogandas
    and delusional agendas,
    we'll pay
    for our mistakes.

    ©imkaushiksanyal

  • tejasvi_loves_drums 288w

    Agenda of today's world -
    Peace sells but at the price of bullets n nukes!
    ©tejasvi_loves_drums