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Still calling it “Two Phrase Story”

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”, Β 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.

Discussion

35 thoughts on “Still calling it “Two Phrase Story”

  1. Wonderful HB ! This is beautifully completed

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Himali Shah | 17/07/2015, 7:23 PM
  2. Flinchingly ,he grabbed the whole bottle of liquor and went straight to his study to get lost in oblivion. :p

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    Posted by izza ifzaal | 16/07/2015, 11:05 PM
  3. The ashes swirled into the empty veins and bones, he choked again tonight.

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    Posted by Kritika Vashist | 16/07/2015, 3:08 PM
  4. Leaving the dark invisible scars on his heart and soul.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by spring04summer | 16/07/2015, 11:15 AM
  5. …mirroring the raging emotions swirling inside him.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Soumya Mishra | 16/07/2015, 11:10 AM
  6. a small price indeed, to save all of his creation thought the almighty Shiva, henceforth to be also called Neelkanth.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Lakshmi Srivatsan | 16/07/2015, 10:03 AM
  7. 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.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Sabiscuit | 16/07/2015, 8:54 AM
  8. He flung the empty bottle across the room, splattering the drops on the wall.

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    Posted by Tessa | 16/07/2015, 8:43 AM
  9. …making him gasp as some of it enters his lungs.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Gaurav Luthra | 16/07/2015, 7:53 AM
  10. … the bottle of bleach fell, spilling to the floor as he screamed out in pain.

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    Posted by Victo Dolore | 16/07/2015, 7:04 AM
  11. “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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    Posted by vanchula | 16/07/2015, 6:57 AM
  12. “bringing to his mind’s stage, even bitter memories laden with myriad emotions”

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by vanchula | 16/07/2015, 6:55 AM
  13. “bringing to his mind’s stage, even bitter memories laden with a myriad emotions”

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by vanchula | 16/07/2015, 6:54 AM

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