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Many winters ago, so many that the being that I am now was not even an idea, a lady refused to budge. Some would have called it stupidity,most others useless stubborness. Yet it was a spark that ignited a king. An Idea that is so powerful that it must not be let to die. An idea whose genesis was because of a
rosa who refused to wilt, who by a simple act of refusing to stand, stood tall among giants.
Proof that one need not do extra-ordinary deeds to spark a revolution. All it takes is some courage, a definant dignity to stand up for what is right, even, even, when you are beat, tired and all you want to do is just get home.
She has finally reached home. May she rest in peace !
-thus sprung the ganges through the locks of rudra
Better Believe!
“6000 dollars ummm be kind to heathens even if they refute your attempts to convert” said preacher. He locked the safe, looked up at new disciple “what if they refuse?”. “Warn them of god’s lightning bolt on nonbelievers”…in sahara, middle of summer? understudy incredulously. Hell! it’s all bullshit anyways! Just then lightning struck the tent!
-thus sprung the ganges through the locks of rudra
One more shot in a day...mmm I think am gonna end up drunk?
The heart beats on!
55 Fiction VersionBeautiful princess lived with haggard hunchbacked wizard, served him well, though he asked nothing .
Whispers spread “poor thing’s under evil spell”
Autumn evening angel flew across dark sky. They later found him, with hole where heart must've been if he had had one. Serene smile graced his face. His heart was now where it belonged.
Relatively longer versionNot so long ago a beautiful princess lived with a haggard hunchbacked wizard. She served him well even though he seemed not to ask anything of her. It appeared that he would never let her out of his sight. Whispers reached his pointy ears, "He's put a spell on her, the poor little thing, wont some handsome prince save her from his clutches" For man of evil repute remarkably, he largely ignored those pinpricks. One autumn evening an angel was spotted flying across the dark sky. They later found him, with a hole in the place where his heart must have been if indeed he had had one. A serene smile graced his face. His heart was now where it belonged.
Note:
I was not tagged
by the clouds this time (thats where I was first introduced to this), maybe due to previous tag
non responsiveness? In any case above is the short and long of my shot!
-thus sprung the ganges through the locks of rudra
