Smaller than Life
|
Why a blog? Simple. Cacoethes Scribendi -- the urge to write! My literary pretensions and caprices bring me here. Like any writer I write to be read. All my posts, though fettered to my small world and trivially myopic, will live and yearn that somebody connects to them someday. Cognitive frenzies, sardonic musings, aimless banters, incoherent ramblings and trivial indulgences; this is simply an episodic narrative of my trivial world -- in a grain of sand… Smaller than Life.
|
Graffiti |
When I am dead, - Hillaire Belloc |
This is my letter to the world
Her message is committed - Emily Dickinson |
The thoughts of our past years - William Wordsworth |
Yours Truly
Name: Dileepan Lampoon me at: panvista@gmail.comOn the Stands Poetry A Morning... A Nameless Poem Optical Illusions Anachronistic Flashes Short Story A Debut of Sorts The Earthquake A Month of Bhawan's Night In Print! Sheaves on the Shelf Buy my Book |
Friday, November 04, 2005
"Fifty-Five" (With apologies to Madhura for not having found the time and inclination (at the same time) to fulfill her book tag. Writing about favourite books is an onerous task. I hope to do it someday.)
Why fifty-five? Why could he not write a fifty-six word paragraph? He looked at the passage long and hard, scratching his chin with the pen tip. If he changed the 'could he not' in the second sentence to 'couldn't he' he will have his fifty-five, he found. He checked again and smiled. And left it unchanged. Comments via Blogger:
hi pun-dit, hey.. tell me one thing.. what is this 55 thing i see these days in all blogs.. and that too on fridays.. tell me before next friday..
Chaosrules: Thanks for the tag. I will write it up as soon as I am freer.
|
All content on this website (including the writings and design) is licensed under a Creative Commons License and copyrighted -- © 2003 -- by Dileepan Narayanan. The Lost Post Where you can flog me, oops, blog me! Writers' Bloc Cricket 24 x 7 - All the Cricket Filthy, Funny, Flawed, Gorgeous You are Visitor No. Vista © The Jack |