This time I was double tagged by AFJ and Dwaipayan.
These are the rules...
(1) Write a 100-to-200-word entry using the following words: I, me, blow job, grapes, random, power, loneliness, water, robot and blue;
(2) use these words once and only once; and of course
(3) the entry should make sense.
And here's what I produced after hours of discontinuous tap tap tap...
This is when Vivek misses the cool breeze on the banks of the river and the mighty water current that used to infuse power drops in his blood vessels.
"There can never be fatigue or loneliness when the river is around," his father used to say. Now there's only the vast blue sky to gaze into.
I am carrying forward the rituals of tagging to Jac (sorry boss!), Che, Mindinside, and Greta. But yes, it's no obligation to be carried out without will.
These are the rules...
(1) Write a 100-to-200-word entry using the following words: I, me, blow job, grapes, random, power, loneliness, water, robot and blue;
(2) use these words once and only once; and of course
(3) the entry should make sense.
And here's what I produced after hours of discontinuous tap tap tap...
Vivek decided to go for a random walk. "At times you need to do some out-of-the-routine things to assert yourselves that you are not a robot. Specially, after six days of rigor."
This is when Vivek misses the cool breeze on the banks of the river and the mighty water current that used to infuse power drops in his blood vessels.
"There can never be fatigue or loneliness when the river is around," his father used to say. Now there's only the vast blue sky to gaze into.
"Stop following me!" Shrill voice of a woman in rugs forced Vivek to a Holt. She was trying to drive away a group of street children jeering her "Insane, insane..."
The woman turned violent when one of them snatch her bag spliting it apart. She speeded after the boy. "Come on F**k you all...I give you a blow-job."
In a moment the group vanished leaving the woman crying and cursing as she collects her belongings, plastic bottles, few slices of bread, a few sour grapes and bananas.
"I should have acted quickly to stop these." Vivek's share of guilt!
Comments
rita
afj
only with inspirations from you all...i have had no idea what to write, how to write till i was at the scene...
mindinside
ok, i'll not mind ("how can some one without a mind can mind something?" that's what my friends exclaim when ever i utter these words..:)
anthony
hoi, aapuni thike anuman korise...i have visited your blog many times and like reading you...
rohit
thanks
finished my piece as well..drop by n yup awaiting recipes. n what about the word count for ur blog...dats important too...i think u can do sum great work!!
you are right!
aquamarine
my word count was 192..I have forgotten to mention it..thanx
A present or a compliment for you. The pic I have in my post is from your beautiful country.
i blogged the recipe.
:))10q 10q once again.
*even more wicked grin*...;D)