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Sunday, June 21, 2009


She was enjoying her freedom with the nature, the lovely trees, the chirping birds and the swift squirrels.
"Nanu, where are you?", mom's call.
"In the garden, ma"
"Get dressed up exquisitely".
"A family is coming for bride-seeing ceremony".

My second work in 55 work fiction. Dont forget to tell me how you liked it! :)

Sunday, June 14, 2009

A proposal

I see the happiness in your eyes when you find me happy. I feel the care that you fill me with when others don't care to look at me. I saw the excitement and nervousness in you when i went for my first date. You took all the pains to make my first date successful, but you didnt know that a fool is a fool, nothing can work with it. You saw the things that i couldnt see, or i did not want to see. You gave me the attention for which I was never seeking for. You gave me the respect for which I am feeling respectful to myself. You gave me the world that i wished to be in but never thought that i will really go into. For the first time am crazy and i am really glad about it. I know this may sound selfish, but will you make this world permanent to me as it is now?? I promise I wont sing and make things horrible for you, I promse I will learn dancing and I promise that I wont look like a jerk anymore. Will you marry me?

Boy: Only on one condition...

Girl: What?

Boy: Promise me that you will be the same as you are.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

The Accident: First attempt in 55 fiction!

This is my first attempt with the 55 word fiction...Hope u vl like it...
n dont forget to give ur valuable feedbacks!

He didnt notice the car coming towards him. His job was at stake. His father wanted to open a shop to support. "But pa, i dont have money".
His child needed education.
He was worried and then the car dashed him. His time came and he died peacefully.

His insurance money will open the shop.

55 word fiction...

Recently i found in many blogs about the 55-word fiction. I wondered what it was, and then the concept moved to more blogs. It was interesting that within 55 words, one can form a story or a drama or something else!!!

And here is what I found in Wikipedia about the 55-word fiction...

A literary work will be considered 55 Fiction if it has:

  1. Fifty-five words or less (A non-negotiable rule)
  2. A setting,
  3. One or more characters,
  4. Some conflict, and
  5. A resolution. (Not limited to moral of the story)

Many new versions of the 55 Fiction have started to modify on the rules by either ignoring the rule to include conflict, or basing it on a true incident and dramatising it.

To know more about its existence and development, click here.

If u r wondering, why have i posted this.. then its to warn u ppl tht am also gng to give a try to this!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Sorry God...

A child kneels, "Hey God, will you forgive me??"

God : "For what my dear child?"

Child, "Sorry God, I was busy with my sis as she came here after a long time, so only couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, I bathed late, so only couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, some guests arrived, was bit busy with them, so only couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, my parents were in a great tiff and I was worried, so I couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, I had to party, so I couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, wasnt in mood that day, so couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, just feeling sleepy, so couldnt meet you."

God laughed and said,"Is this all you were worried of?? No problem child. There are still many who look upon me as if I have comitted sin by creating them. Am happy that you atleast thought of me in these circumstances."

Monday, June 1, 2009

Last night

The day went so stressful that by night, my thoughts faded one by one, my mind needed rest and the head-ache started troubling me for the long day's work, though it was a Sunday. It was that day I realised how mental work can tired a person as well. It looked as if my mind door was closed to pave way for any thought or like a filled glass which cannot add any more water to it.

I knew what I needed. Peace. Time for me. Time to listen to my every thought. Or time for myself to communicate with harmony.

With these thoughts I moved to the verandah of my house, with the rest of them sleeping. All the lights were switched off. Sitting on the chair, I can see only two lights – one was the street light, second was of the bulb from the opposite Professor’s home. I stared at the bulb for a few minutes and then that too went out. My father told me, “By viewing bulb for a long time, u vl hypnotize urself.” I got hypnotized through it... or, was I hypnotized by the arrogant-fast-world????

With the street light that too a block away, I began to tremble. What if a ghost with white mask and black hood will pop and say, “ Aaahaaa….heee…. Am here to eat you.” Suddenly I heard a man’s voice, “I will kill you. Don’t dare to trouble me”. It was like my thoughts became real. Then I realized that it was from a drunkard talking to the wind. I thought what worse can happen to me? May be that I will be dead. And that has to happen to anyone who has entered the world. What these worries will lead to me then?? Nothing other than harming me.

Through the grills of verandah, I can see that the tree was bending over and shaking as if it agreed to my answers. The wind seemed to be the medium of communication. The tree posed like a wise man and was smiling at me for the trivial worries that I carried with me. It shook there and told, “For generations and generations, I’ve seen many people like you, who worry for nothing and then get nothing”. And thus our conversation went on. Had anybody heard me there, I would have been a certified mad.

As I thought that, mom came and asked to me to sleep. She wondered what was I doing there. I was dumbstruck and said nothing. She wore her confused expression and then hurried me to sleep.

It was the most peaceful thing I’ve ever felt. Instead of running here and there, I found my peace, my thought smoothed and flowed constantly in that silent night. There needs to be a time where one has to take time for oneself. Because you cant run away from yourself!

Apart from all these, I wonder what mom would have thought of me.. a schizophrenic?????

P.S : this is my first longest post ever!! :)