THE SHORTSTORY ABOUT AN UN-PUBLISHED SHORTSTORY (AND THE SHORTSTORY)

Being in the magazine committee,my friends and I had the previllage to read through the creations of many, and evaluate them...which means we put some of your creations in the dust bin people..Muhahahahahaha..just kidding! But when the time came to submit my own article, my mind went blank..I couldnt even write my normal jibberish, let alone a good article.Our beloved Magazine Editor Kuttan kept extending my deadlines cause I never met any.Then one fine day in the middle of a lecture ( to which i obviously wasnt payin much attention) I decided to write another one of my stupid stories("Attention people of bikkinibottom,we have a situation. please panic and run around in circles")..ok ok..so i know my stories had been scaring the hell outa ppl.Most of my friends thought I was just a bit odd till they read my stories.But now all of them know am off my rocker.But this time it wasnt the usual chalu;a bit more dry kinda story(No ppl, am not saying that just so you will read it)Anyway by the time I finished and sent the story, kuttan had already set the pages and he couldnt fit mine in..So the world was safe once again,thanks to....ahh..ANYWAYS..i decided i want to get some reviews for this one.so here it is..READ ON!



The skies opened up and it was pouring down from the heavens.She stood near the window gazing at the water bubbles.She could bearly reach the window pane.She tried to reach out through the window and get her hands wet.But her tiny arms weren't long enough.She wanted to 'touch' the rain..know what it felt like.Everyone kept telling her never to go out in the rain.'Too young' they said.Somebody seem to have left the front door open.The rain as inviting her our, to dance with its mesmerizing beat.She slowly walked towards the door, into the rain..for the first time.And it almost took her breath away!!The chill of the rain engrossed her.It overwhelmed every sense known to her.As the rain carassed her little body, she stood lost in wonder..not knowing the minutes that passed by or the growing numbness in her feet..untill she was pulled inside by some pair of hands.
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The skies opened up and it was pouring down from the heavens.She was cutting through the rain with such determination that it looked as if she was dwelling with the rain.Her face was screwed up in obvious anger.The rush of adrinaline into her vains was something quite out of her control.She was angry at people who stood against her will, even when she knew they were just concerned about her.She was taking it out on the rain.And the rain was fighting back.The umbrella was doing no favour to her, as the rain was comin down with an intensity mirroring her anger. The water had rised upto her ankle by now and it was getting harder to walk against the rain.It was as though the rain wanted to stop her.It pushed her back with all its might, taking on its most furious form.She was starting to loose the battle.The rain seemed to sense the opponent's growing weakness. With a sweep, it snatched the umbrella off her grasp.She let out a scream of anger;every last bit of it that was inside her.She kneeled on the bare earth in exhaustion.Slowly the rain took up the form of a purifier.It seemed to wash away every single bit of anger in her.She gave her self up and let the rain sooth her pain.The rain was telling her how much they all loved her,and how anger was not a solution.It listened with patience to every sorrow in her heart.As though understanding the rain's murmur she slowly got up and walked back.
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The skies opened up and it was pouring down from the heavens.She stood near door gazing into infinity, with no emotions what so ever on her face, but tears were streaming from her eyes.Nobody could stop her tears, like no one could ever stop the rain.The rain seemed to sing the song of her grief.It was playing a soft rythem on the leaves.Like a loyal friend, it took the ashes along with it, to the river that was over flowing into the courtyard, which will take it to the holy waters.It was trying to sooth the pain in her heart, but it cannot be done.She seemed to have lost more than her child.The life in her eyes seemed to have drained away,leaving nothing but grayness of the ashes.The laughter of her child was being played over and over again in her mind, as if a record player stuck on a track.The rain was whispering in her ears now.As the wind blew south, no one noticed her walking slowly into the rain.It embraced her, as goddess Earth had embraced her daughter.It took her grief, her pain,her tears..It took her with it, as she journeyed into the whirlpools to meet her child.
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(The author of this story is an 'amateur' blogger who blogs at
http://moments-of-insanity.blogspot.com/ .This entire story was typed
in her mobile as text messages during class hours)