Friday, January 18, 2008

the story.....

amid all the partying n bullying n hiphopping....something strange bit me....something that couldnt be explained , somethin of no real figure and sense.....
five minutes back the dance floor that seems to rock from every nick n corner seems to fall apart....n the people that were too close ,my freinds looked utterly unfamiliar n disturbing....though every muscle of thier bodies seems to dance away , they looked stationary...still.....unmoving
then i decide to walk away....i cud hear no music...i cud nt dance......i felt shattered.....but the cause wsnt known ..atleast not to me....
every filled glass lokked empty.....every eye teary.....i shook my head to shake awy the dizziness but that grew more strong....i saw my leg fumbling...my eyes trying hard to stay open...
then i saw her.....nd it ws the last thing i saw tht night......

(it continues in the next blog...)

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

nice one, sir... waiting for the next post.
there's one request, though- it would be great if you refrain from writing short hand english... when you are writing about what is in your heart, dont you think there should be no shortcuts. just a request.

mahi said...

thanks buddy..both for taking pains to read and make a request though i view it not as a request but as a valuable suggestion..
but then again i feel exactly different...when u r writing about what is in ur heart i think any shortcuts , any longcuts , and any kind of other cuts goes along as gud as proper english...bt i wud try n make my feelings change..though they seldom does...

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Nia said...

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