Here’s what you have to work with,
“The bitter liquid burned as it went down his throat…”
My effort,
“”Twilights are the darkest hours”, he thought as he took another swig”
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.
Wonderful HB ! This is beautifully completed
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Thank you! 🙂
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Flinchingly ,he grabbed the whole bottle of liquor and went straight to his study to get lost in oblivion. :p
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In my case, the liquor is already in the study. 😛
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Shite! I should have known 😀
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😀
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The ashes swirled into the empty veins and bones, he choked again tonight.
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True
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True? : (yesterday’s emoticon)
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You hit the nail on the head, so yes, true.
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If you say so 🙂
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Leaving the dark invisible scars on his heart and soul.
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🙂
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…mirroring the raging emotions swirling inside him.
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🙂
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a small price indeed, to save all of his creation thought the almighty Shiva, henceforth to be also called Neelkanth.
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You’re reading Amish Tripathi again? 🙂
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;D ..Your comment is funny. Read long back… not a big of him though!
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Neither am I, but he’s selling well!
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true
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The bitter liquid burned as it went down his throat and fused with the myriad of grievances he was about to get off his chest.
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That was a nice one! 🙂
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A compliment. (Thank you, baby Jesus) Wait… Let me grab my chisel and stone tablet so I can preserve this. Thank you, HB.
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He flung the empty bottle across the room, splattering the drops on the wall.
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The golden drops! What a waste! 😀
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…making him gasp as some of it enters his lungs.
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🙂
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… the bottle of bleach fell, spilling to the floor as he screamed out in pain.
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I remember those cases too….
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“bringing to his mind’s stage, even bitter memories laden with myriad emotions”
For some reason, my comments aren’t getting posted. This is my fourth attempt, so in case you get the same comment multiple times, sorry
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I see three of those four. The same thing happens to me when I use the mobile app. No worries. 🙂
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“bringing to his mind’s stage, even bitter memories laden with myriad emotions”
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“bringing to his mind’s stage, even bitter memories laden with a myriad emotions”
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🙂
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