#55wordstory

If you are on twitter and you don't know what #55wordstoy is, you sir are a waste! =P Heh. But seriously, I love this project.
Here are the two stories I have contributed so far.

Theme 4 - Glass

Funny, how the oblivion leads you to believe in the illusion of perfection. One moment you are in the ecstasy of surreal love and then, life happens. One cut is all it takes. To forget. To hurt. To let loose. Pain induces pleasure. It’s time to let the second wine glass shatter on the floor.



Theme 20 - Bottle

There it was, right in front of her very eyes. She stared. A lone tear glided over her flushed cheek. “Danger” it read on the label. As if she hadn’t played with some before. But this time, she really had had enough. Yes, for that moment, her life was miniscule compared to that tiny bottle.

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Yes, I know. I will try and write more.

Also, little miss emo?

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All in a day's work

The usual hustle-bustle consumes the office while I dedicatedly stare at the screen. The words will come. Only it seems a tad harder today. (And I claim to be a writer)

Blossoming laughter hits my face, urging me to pluck my eyes off the screen. Must. Not. Get. Distracted.

Someone is trying to strum a tune. No, don't rape it please. It is one of my favorites, y'know.

The chatter reaches a crescendo. And then the girl dressed in formals barks a loud Shuush. What follows is a lull. And then a flood of hysterical laughter.

Yes. Advertising agencies are no less than mental asylums.