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The largest group of rational and free-thinking atheists in this Hindu dominated country who never enter a temple, no matter how many ever obstacles they may come across in their path.

The peak of creative writing

When do I reach the peak of creative writing?

i)When I write a short story

ii)When I write a poem

iii)When I write a fictional account in my blog

None of the above.

Please accompany me one day to my exam hall and observe carefully as I write down the answers on my answer script. You will understand what creative writing is all about.

Romancing in the rain

I looked at the sky. Dark clouds loomed large threatening a heavy downpour. And I slowly lowered my head and looked at her. She had never seemed more beautiful.

I knew I had to do it but the anticipation before the ultimate moment always excited me and I kept looking at her, my heart filled with joy.

Then I brought my head closer. A whiff of hot air brushed my face and I firmed my hold on her. As I slowly bent further, our lips met.

I closed my eyes. The sound of the breeze blowing and the rain drops dripping from the branches of the tree above seemed to have no effect upon me. I was in heaven. I let go of all my inhibitions and let myself be taken over by the beauty of the moment.

The warmth I felt, both in my heart and in my mouth, made me forget all the worries that had set up a tent in my head. And I slowly brought my lips apart and moved back, letting her go. As I loosened my earlier firmed grip, I could feel her warmth in my hands. And I looked at her, mesmerised by her perfect blend of sweetness and hotness.

Darn! How lovely she was in the rain!

I brought her closer again and we had our second kiss. A longer one, this time. And as I slowly moved my head back after the kiss, I was shocked. She was no more.

How could she leave me so soon? How could she, after the beautiful romance we had shared?

I felt my heart getting heavy. But I decided that I was not going to let her go so easily. I put my hand inside my pocket and as soon as I felt the touch of metal, I rushed to the shop ahead and shouted,

“One more coffee, please!”

Shelter

During a heavy rain, a bird seeking shelter under the branches of a tree calls out to another bird when it sees the bird getting drenched in the rain. But we, humans, sit comfortably in the balconies of our bungalows, enjoying the rain, failing to even notice the poor old homeless man shivering outside our gates.

Currently not available!

Sometimes, the smallest and the most trivial of moments make you realize some of the worst mistakes of your life.

Sometimes, a small software error in your phone that causes the “The person you are trying to reach is currently not available” statement to be heard by someone trying to call you, without you knowing about the problem, could be one of the best possible things to happen to you.

You first come to know about the 5 phone calls made to three of your friends within a span of 10 minutes, out of misplaced fear and unconditional love, by the person who tried to call you and failed to reach you.

But after learning about the phone calls to your friends, instead of feeling happy about such a person who is worth living your life for, you do the worst thing possible for someone in your position – you scold the person terribly for creating so big a scene with 5 phone calls to 3 different people for such a small issue.

Sometime later, you realize your mistake and dial that person’s number again and as you hear the “Hello”, you say “Sorry”, when you get another striking revelation – its been a long time since you had apologized to the person. You wonder for a minute if you had had such a good relationship of late, that you had never had had to apologize for anything, and as you think about it, your mind slowly puts before your eyes a slide-show of all the mistakes you had committed and all the harsh sentences you had used in the past 2-3 years and you realize shockingly that you never once apologized for all those incidents and it had been that person who had apologized to you, without even showing a tinge of anger for those incidents.

You think about the life you are leading now and you think about all the circumstances and all the people you apologize to, realizing what a grave mistake you had committed failing to apologize to the one person whom you hurt the most, of late.

You think back about all the memorable moments you spent together with the person and wonder what had happenned in the past 2-3 years that had separated you from the person so much. And it slowly dawns upon you. You had let a lot of new people inside your life, slowly shutting this person out. You had stopped saying about all of your experiences, like you used to say earlier, thinking that the person didn’t require to know about everything that happenned to you. You had stopped even  listening patiently to the few miutes the person spoke every night on phone, asking the person not to bore you.

As you try to digest all these within those few moments of saying “Sorry”, you hear the response from the other side on the phone – “Leave all that. Go and drink milk now when it is hot. Don’t delay. Go now immediately” as if none of the foolish statements, you had shouted some time earlier, had even been uttered. And a tear drop flows down your cheek.

You end the phone call a few minutes later and the tears start flowing faster. You wonder how you let yourself be so rude and foolish to such a person. You decide to never ever hurt the person again, as you wipe your tears. And you smile mildly a few minutes later, realizing that sometime sooner, despite all your firmness, you are going to shout again at the person for some silly reason and the person is not even going to remember your angry words when you call later to apologize.

You decide to post about all these on your blog. For a moment you hesitate, wondering if it would seem a bit childish. But then you think about the person and decide to post it no matter what, realizing that you are always going to be the same old “kutty” for the person – the first love of your life and the only reason you remain silent when others say that God does exist – your sweet little mom!

Thank you!

Actions might speak louder than words. But to a person like me, words are the most powerful weapon. Especially the written word.

Not knowing how to react to the various incidents happening around me, be it the events occurring in the society or the incidents happening in my own life, the written word is the only option I resort to.

The posts that follow in this blog are such posts - primarily my reactions to the various things happening around me, certain memorable moments in my otherwise mundane life and a few short stories that torment me to pour them out.

Of the many things a person can give another person, one's time is the most precious. And so, I sincerely thank you with all my heart for spending your priceless time to read through my withheld words.