Sunday 100 : A sound in the dark

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Sunday 100 : A sound in the dark

Sorry about this delay. But we’ve been extremely tied up with a new PFC Project that will be announced very very shortly where most of you and your friends, family and colleagues will be able to participate… PFC is nearing it’s first anniversary (September 3rd) and we are trying to get this project up around this time… Lets see if we can make it, still a lot of chinks need to be worked out.

Getting awful lot of complaints about missing Sunday 100… sorry about this folks. My bad.

Even if it’s a Monday… Lets get this Sunday 100 rolling…

And the topic this week is : A sound in the dark

… in exactly a 100 words (excluding the title and credits)…

16 Responses to “Sunday 100 : A sound in the dark”

Anurag Kashyap on July 23rd, 2007 11:59 am

Passione
passione
all i could hear was that one forbidden word.
i could not see anything, i couldn’t even feel it, i was crawling, i was wounded
all i could do in that all enveloping darkness was “follow the voice”
PASSIONE
P A S S I O N E
the voice was getting louder as i inched closer to it
then, suddenly i felt it, the smooth baldness of it, i felt further, yes it could be him, there was only way to find out, i reached down, down where i knew was nothing and yes , there wasn’t a thing
none
not even a stump
b’cOZ it wOZ him
and next to him was the tape playing loud
oz on July 23rd, 2007 12:03 pm

:) Rejected - 119 words… :p
Sheryyll on July 23rd, 2007 12:27 pm

btw…its raining like crazy in New York today..it reminds me of Mumbai monsoons….I have never seen such a rainy day in New York.I think i am gonna fry some Bhajiyas in the evening.
Shashank Acharya on July 23rd, 2007 11:02 pm

[edited by admin: your personal message has been forwarded... please avoid talking personal stuff on cyberspace]
V.P. Jaiganesh on July 24th, 2007 12:23 am

Ages ago, a king was hunting. He heard a sound in the dark. It was like a deer drinking water. He focused at what he thought was the deer
aditi on July 24th, 2007 1:10 am

Us Shaam Ke Naam
The auditorium was dark, only the red exit lights and “no smoking” signs were visible…I reached the balcony, but where the hell was she? I bent and crawled on the aisle making my way ahead through a heady mix of smells — must, perfume, and my own smoke-laced sweat. I think, it was the second row from the front. Yes. There she was on the side seat…white dress, flowing hair. I crept closer, touched her arm softly and placed myself slowly on the vacant seat… RRRIIINGGGG! “Dus minute ka madhyantar”
RK on July 24th, 2007 2:50 am

Alpha hated leaving small comfortable house in rural place to come to live in one room chawl in big city. His parents also suffered but his father remained busy in chasing his small dreams. Alpha hated his parents, rather everything for years. Alpha hated most the nights when he felt that sounds took away his childhood in that confined and crowded place.
15 years later, Alpha, married now, is unable to stop having pleasures of married life in the night. Disliking, has taken place inside his father now. Alpha
RK on July 24th, 2007 4:53 am

Cold wind in the day and frost in the night were making life difficult in first week of January. Watchman of colony was asked to wait for two days for new jacket and heater.
Beeta was unable to sleep. Beeta found that there was no Thuk Thuk, sound of wooden stick of the watch man. He must be sleeping. Angry Beeta wanted to check but cold stopped him. All the night he waited in his quilt for that one sound. In morning he found stiffened dead body of 55 years old watchman lying on the floor of the open hut.
Honhaar Goonda on July 24th, 2007 10:14 am
Anurag Kashyap on July 24th, 2007 11:43 am

you can reject it but you can’t delete it
oz on July 24th, 2007 11:56 am

that’s true… but I can troll it :)
wb on July 24th, 2007 12:52 pm

RK bhai, awesome storytelling. ^:)^ Jai ho!
atray on July 25th, 2007 1:22 am

No can
Suchita B on July 25th, 2007 10:29 am
wb on July 25th, 2007 6:47 pm

Somewhere near Kudremukh
oz on July 25th, 2007 9:17 pm

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