The Sunday 100 this week focuses on
CRUSH
And as usual, it can have very different meanings to each one of you. The woman at the coffee shop every morning, the act of smashing something, a feeling of pressure, a simple act of being attracted to something, a new hobby, a character in a book or a movie… and so much more…
In 100 words exactly…
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it was bouncing in my hands
well, i was the one bouncing it
up and down
careful
so it doesn’t fall
and i kept walking, with it, anticipating the reaction
my action would cause
i wanted to see how it would open up
will the seeds fly out
i wanted to see how it would splatter
how the fleshy insides open up
because i was in the county named after it
and i was walking to the only head i wanted to see it on and
i saw him
so i took the orange
and
went
CRUSH
on OZ’s head
As usual, the above writer is advised to take special screenwriting classes from oz… based on the above piece the future of Bollywood writing looks very bleak :((
Anupama loved bungee jumping. The slight flutter in her stomach before each jump always gave way to an unbelievable high as she stepped off the ledge. This time was no different. She closed her eyes and with a smile, jumped off the edge. Experts will tell you that it is hardly seventy seconds of free fall before the jerk of the chord pulls you up. But this time, time seemed to stretch as she kept falling and falling and finally hit the ground, her skull crushed into a million pieces, but her soul no longer so. It was mission accomplished.
dee, very well woven!
Last day of college.
You, me, silence… the usual threesome.
Words unsaid, plans unmade, setting sun casting long shadows… the usual setup.
Your moist eyes
It was a grand wedding hall and a betrothal ceremony was in progress.
My class 12 chemistry teacher was getting engaged to a Software engineer from Silicon valley. I was the only student from my class invited.
I had been this rowdy boy in the class and she was the one who cast a spell on me and transformed me. In spite of the sadness I felt happy for her yesterday.
I gave the poisoned orange crush to Mr.Software. She shouldn
Crush meri saaason mein
Crush meri aankhon mein
Crush mere dil mein bhi
Crush meri baahon mein
Crush meri khwaabon mein
Crush meri yaadon mein
Crush on my mind
Pratim, LOL!!! Gazillion times better than the movie! Awesome!
He he Bhavani! Thanks so much… :”>
Thanks Pratim:)
t! Nostalgic, achy, delicious. ‘…every time my love looks at me askew..’ Beautiful…
awesome Pratim!!!!!!
Crush hua…don
Thanks Suchita…
He sat at a distance, deeply engrossed.
I had a crush on him, I hadn
Nice one Suchi!
Which ‘R’ was it? Was it “relief” or “regret”? ;)
Ha ha thanx Pratim… what do you mean R????.. its regret!!!
just a dialogue from Kill Bill… thought would jharofy here…
Oh …ok