Animals

FLOW, Let Us…

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Together it rises and together it falls, together it sees and together it takes us all.

Some lives afloat, literally, on a boat, do nothing much but are going with the flow. They rowed and roamed, the city and the jungle – thin line dividing the both not visible anymore.

The city now as quiet as the jungle, though decidedly more dead for it died stiff and in its rigidity that always glowed in its want to devour more and more and more.

But that it was made to go with the flow, it has long shed the many well-measured ideas of victory and defeat and has accepted with open eyes what it saw, what it is seeing now.

The jungle – quiet and alive – broke and fell and bowed to the Flow, peeking with wet eyes the beauty, the beauty of the Flow that the sun and the moon stopped to witness, that the winds tried to match, that the rain tried to touch – the beauty that came in the jungle’s share.

Some lives afloat, at times on a boat, at times moving in the wet jungle, did not try to stubbornly know the meaning of it all, deep breaths they took and flowed.

Not waiting and hoping for a miracle rather living it.


Flow is a 2024 dialogue-free animation film, written and produced by Latvian filmmakers Gints Zilbalodis and Matiss Kaza, directed by Gints Zilbalodis. It is the story of a cat and the animals it meets in a post-apocalyptic world where they all try to survive, facing the extreme and sudden rise and fall in the water levels around them.

Read more about this fantastic film that used a free and open-source animation software (Blender), that didn’t use any storyboards, has no deleted scenes and that used real voices of the animals.

Flow also won the Best Animated Feature award at the 97th Academy Awards and also won the Golden Globe Award for Best Animated Feature Film.


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Let’s Take The Final Curtain Call Together

Flash Fiction
A lovely dancing tree.
[Source – Pixabay]

Standing next to the giant old tree, its static presence made Saami sombre, more and more.

He cried, “Saami is now one with the rigid, rough and-and dead, yes, dead and gruesome tree bark, Saami has turned into this tree bark… O, but why?”

Resting against the tree now, now hugging the tree and mumbling, Saami stared into nothingness blankly, quietly. He opened his fist – a flint stone chip, equally dead he thought – and started ripping off the bark once again.

“Saami sees it all, Saami knows the limits, Saami’s dungeon is different from theirs, but… it’s all the same”, he announced in pain.

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Sombre Saami’s imagination.
[Source – Pixabay]

The twittering yellow bird, the prancing butterflies, a distant lullaby, the pesky kung-fu crickets’ funny civil war and the red flowers’ bold stance, Saami turned a blind eye to it all.

Even the crickets stopped their civil war to enjoy the rain and the rainbow that day, but not Saami.

“Fools! Saami knows the pattern, Saami knows hope and destiny are always stuck in a traffic jam, and love…”, said Saami two hours ago.

“Love… love coloured Saami’s world black… black is the absence of all colours… black reflects no light… Saami lives in darkness”, he completed the sentence just when the fireflies lit the jungle.

Some rested on his head and hands, but Saami refused to greet them.

With a dry look, sullen eyes and tired limbs, Saami spoke for the last time, “dead, static tallness, this soulless tree bark hates Saami, this is the death penalty, and the most terrible because Saami is not tied, Saami can move, Saami knows, but not anymore, for Saami has become one with this giant numb stubborn treeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…”


Saami spoke for the last time because the lovely, joyous and calm tree’s branch took hold of Saami’s tired body and pulled him up-up-up… in a gushing blast of speed, suddenly music broke Saami’s heart-heart-heart… ta-rum-pup-pup-paa came the sound and immediately replaced it with a musical hub-dub sensation of a heart.

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The lead singer-cum-dancer-cum-poser.
[Image by Roy N from Pixabay]

From the top-most branch of the tall lovely tree, Saami could see melodic colours and no darkness, nothing was static for the entire jungle and the river and the wind and the sky and the stars and the moon and the sun (together) danced to the twee peppy tune – and equally soothing, thought Saami – that the animal orchestra was playing.

Every animal – jamming freely – sitting on the top of some tree just like Saami… Saami who started clapping, swaying along and tip-tap-toeing in the air.

The tall lovely tree finally spoke, “Saami, yoi-knowi-da-cosmic-i-dance-sO-‘ell”; Saami was seen blushing brightly before the curtain was drawn.

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Cosmic-i-dance!
[Source – Pixabay]

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