After several fantastic posts and a few comments later.I decided to blog roll AFJ.I don’t know the laws of the blogosphere yet.But I think its nice to tell people that they are going to be a permanent feature on my blog because I like what they write.
So I go back to AFJ’s blog only to find there is another tag doing the rounds and that I have been tagged.I did get very excited.I will lay down the rules in a bit and oh, watch out people because this time I get to tag 9 people..which I will do gladly.
But I do want to vent out why it took me so long to come up with what I did eventually.
I was blog hopping to see what other’s had come up with.Abaniko touched upon what was my first thought process.And he has done an awesome job of it.Atul Sabnis, well my creativity needs to go leaps and bounds and pole vaulting to match his, or even Afj’s for that matter.I did think of a very dramatic plot.But it got too dramatic for my own comfort and Twilight Fairy has covered it too.But what really freaked me out was Obi wan’s post on it. It is almost a mirror image of what I finally had in my mind.
So I was left with no option but to talk shop.Wont write any disclaimers here.It isn’t my fault that all my creative ideas aren’t original anymore.
Now for the actual tag: Rules from AfJ’s post.
(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.
So here I go:
It didn’t have to turn out this way.The therapy had kicked in.Hope was building up slowly.We were getting there.We were almost at the hilt.Then some thing went wrong.Horribly wrong.Just at the last miunte.Almost like a promising blowjob left unfinished.
There is nothing but pain in her eyes.She just smiles on being offered grapes and water.Her smile defying the loneliness that she feels within.
Why does helplessness hurt so much?Can one not get away from feeling this pain?Be a robot of sorts.Do the job.No unanswered questions.No feelings.
Now wasn’t the time for random thoughts.Now was the time to focus.Time to face reality.Time to face her.
Gathering all the strentgh and power from within,I look into those misty blue eyes .Just then she asks, “Why me?”
140 words….Let me know if it makes any sense..
Even if it does not….I am going to tag you..Do try it guys.It was challenging but fun.