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Two Phrase Story #22

I provide the first phrase and you complete the sentence, in your own way and we see in how many different directions one thought can be taken…..

“It was a quiet night…..”

My attempt

“…..I could almost hear the blade scratch.”

Your turn!

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.


28 thoughts on “Two Phrase Story #22

  1. Until everyone screamed Happy Birthday in her surprise party!!

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Aadhirai | 28/12/2015, 5:16 PM
  2. …until her piercing scream tore through the darkness.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Victo Dolore | 24/12/2015, 5:15 PM
  3. It was a quiet night. It was a perfect present for the tired warrior.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by inspiramble | 24/12/2015, 1:42 PM
  4. and the silence was deafening.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Lakshmi Srivatsan | 24/12/2015, 12:34 PM
  5. … I was in front of him but he had no idea, he was crying on As his eyes can see only living ones.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Pooja Mehta | 24/12/2015, 12:33 PM
  6. So quiet that he couldn’t find sleep. (So true…)

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by HeavyCloud | 24/12/2015, 12:29 PM
  7. …for the world to end.” That’s always a good start for a story.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by charcamolson | 24/12/2015, 11:45 AM
  8. first, your attempt is powerul. My attempt. The first thing that popped into my mind was “;it was too quiet.” But that seem a bit trite. So my “second attempt: “even though a winter blast descend upon the house, the house that had know so many laughter and stories told this time of year.” Maybe that is trite, too.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Elusive Trope | 24/12/2015, 10:44 AM
  9. the first night that light had ever been heard…

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Maremma Gee | 24/12/2015, 10:40 AM
  10. And he whispered his last words .

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by thatmishmash | 24/12/2015, 10:39 AM

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