Let’s play a game. I’ll give you a phrase and you complete it with the first thought that enters your mind. The first thought! I believe you if you say you did, we can all be comfortable with the honour system. Post your reply to your blog and link it here, that way it might spread. One phrase every Thursday.
Today’s phrase is….
“She held my hand in hers… ”
My reply,” to hand me a knife, blade inwards.”
Go!
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About hbhatnagar
I need to fill this up with much better content than I had populated it with earlier. Why I write a blog maybe? I started blogging in 2009 or thereabouts. I was a newly turned atheist and wanted to converse with others of the same persuasion. We're not exactly a big population group in India! It didn't go very well and I sort of lost interest, posting a few things now and then.
I got a lot more regular over the last few months and have been posting almost daily since February '15. There were many reasons why I gradually became more regular in posting, but one way or the other, here I am! So this blog has taken shape, being at different points in time my showcase, my comedy club, my art gallery, my book club, my therapist, my close friend, my innermost self....but always my little corner of the world. You are all welcome to visit and I hope you stay awhile!
A few points about me because I don't want to lead anyone on(and trust me this does become an issue more often than I'd care to admit).
I'm Indian, the brown-skinned variety; if race, ethnicity or skin colour is an issue, you don't have to get to know me any more than what you see on my blog.
I'm 40, so if age is an issue, please be informed accordingly.
I was a doctor, an ophthalmic surgeon for 10 years before I quit practice.
hbhatnagar 
She held my hand in hers for a minute before putting it back in the jar.
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Posted by jackjbinding | 03/07/2015, 2:27 PMNow that’s a writer’s take on it! Thanks for playing along! 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 2:36 PMReblogged this on mangosarenottheonlyfruit and commented:
….and begged me not to leave
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Posted by mangosarenottheonlyfruit | 03/07/2015, 12:14 PMShe held my hand in hers and with her gilded talons, etched in my palm a secret map to one thousand nights of dissipated terror.
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Posted by Sabiscuit | 03/07/2015, 5:48 AMI can relate to that…..thanks for taking part! 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:06 AMAnd made me with her in a dim moon light
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Posted by izza ifzaal | 03/07/2015, 5:35 AMChalo, someone moved from the sunset into the moonlight! 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:05 AMAnd thanks for participating!
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:06 AMand kissed him with her gaze.
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 12:53 AMAnd she couldn’t let go….
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Posted by Miss Evelyn | 03/07/2015, 3:04 AMAh! 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:02 AMAnd thanks for playing!
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:06 AMYour welcome
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Posted by Miss Evelyn | 03/07/2015, 7:08 AMNever wanted to…
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 5:37 PMAnd she never did, for he was in her heart forever,…even as he parted…..
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Posted by Miss Evelyn | 03/07/2015, 5:41 PMEven as he parted…
The essence of him still lingered on her hand that held his once.
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 5:49 PMThe memories of him starting into her teary-eyed, the scent of him, enclosed upon her, enveloped her entire being, yet she knew still the memory will imprint on her Soul forever…
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Posted by Miss Evelyn | 03/07/2015, 6:06 PMAnd that her love would never cease because soul never dies.
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 6:18 PMGood replies all, but I wasn’t playing ‘spin the yarn’ (Did you play that at school too?) 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 6:28 PMThank you!
But she was writing so beautifully that I couldn’t resist continuing it. I and her almost wrote a poetry. 😀
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 6:43 PMThe Soul retains all of our memories in this life and past, love included…
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Posted by Miss Evelyn | 03/07/2015, 6:34 PMAnd that’s how she continued to live with a love, destroyed and secluded.
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 7:06 PMNot so much destroyed but damaged and broken, and shattered in pieces…
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Posted by Miss Evelyn | 04/07/2015, 7:44 AMUndestroyed*
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 7:06 PM🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:00 AMWhat? No comment for me?
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 8:50 AMComments are for people I normally don’t say a lot to! 😀
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 10:55 AMOh! I feel special.
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 5:45 PMYou do? Now that makes me feel special. 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 6:20 PMYes. We are special for each other. 🙂
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Posted by Kritika Vashist | 03/07/2015, 6:37 PMand together they walked towards the sunset..
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Posted by Saya | 02/07/2015, 11:32 PMTwo walkers into the sunset. What have you against the sunrise? 😀
Thanks for playing! 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:00 AM😀 I don’t normally wake up at sunrise 😛
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Posted by Saya | 03/07/2015, 10:33 AMTry it, it’s better than a sunset!
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 10:59 AM…and we started walking towards the sunset.
😛
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Posted by shubhada | 02/07/2015, 11:22 PMTwo walkers into the sunset. 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 6:59 AMAnd thanks for participating! 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 7:07 AMYou’re welcome 🙂
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Posted by shubhada | 03/07/2015, 1:10 PMAnd looked into my sad eyes.
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Posted by spring04summer | 02/07/2015, 10:13 PMNice! That’s what I wanted to see, how we all interpret the same image..
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 02/07/2015, 10:31 PM……..and led me down that forbidden path.
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Posted by priyankamoraes | 02/07/2015, 10:03 PMNice!
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 02/07/2015, 10:31 PMa knife…? Cool idea. I have to think hard…
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Posted by Amy | 02/07/2015, 7:45 PMNah, you’re not supposed to think. That’s the beauty of it, write the first thing that came to mind when you read that phrase…. 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 02/07/2015, 9:06 PMAnd she stared at him with her lips pursed…
I did take some time to come up with something that more or less rhymes, as usual. 🙂
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Posted by Divya Bhatnagar | 02/07/2015, 6:16 PMSo did I, though it didn’t take time.
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 02/07/2015, 6:38 PM& I fell in love.
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Posted by lifeamongtheflowers | 02/07/2015, 6:10 PMNice. And thanks for participating. Please post it on your blog, if you’d wish to. 🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 02/07/2015, 6:35 PM🙂
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Posted by hbhatnagar | 03/07/2015, 8:30 AM