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RulesThis is a discussion on ____ Condition Static ____ within the English Writer's Club forums, part of the Write-Up's in English category; Screen illuminating the familiar layout once again. Fingers stretched, and sloped across the keypad ready to launch any instant. The ...
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03-27-2008, 10:26 PM
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Screen illuminating the familiar layout once again. Fingers stretched, and sloped across the keypad ready to launch any instant. The courser blinking on and off drawing your attention towards the blank space where in the very near future there would be text and symbols reflecting one's decent approach to the specific demand. The only minor glitch, if there's any such anomaly to this scenario would be: To decipher your current thoughts onto the canvas and into the limelight of recognition from the unknown. And who said being a writer needs anything more than just a cup of tea. He tried to invent something from the blue at that very instant, curb off that writer's block once and for all, but after almost an hour in fruitless turmoil, a grieved sigh was all it took to maintain his sanity once again. He came to the conclusion that, it's not fiction but an actual event is what he needs at that stage of his life. It's been sometime now, running behind the shadows, pretending to grasp a wider attention, but then just like the season's charm, it fades, slowly in the beginning, until the fragrance is all but a past Nostalgia. He closed his eyes and relaxed his back against his seat, inhaling the mounting pressure. Still motionless and clueless, this rust is going to take forever to evade and a lifetime to start rolling again. He just hopes that when he does move, the sounds that emerge are not the creaking grunts of his fingers under corrosion, but slight cries of appreciation and applauds of admiration. Eventually, he would give it another head start soon, he's thinking again on the same familiar lines, same patterns...on the same canvas where his gems would yet again glitter like distant stars in the outer galaxy... Yes, its definitely been sometime now, running behind the shadows...
__________________ A heart in pain longs for rain a heart asks for no shrine No heavens divine but for a heart that's mine                  |
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03-29-2008, 07:40 PM
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Finally I am watching some familiar guy with his write-up again  ...a nice workpiece Aaski! ...Welcome back!I wanna say you welcome dude! Keep on smiling and don't be rude  Last edited by junkifunki; 03-29-2008 at 07:42 PM. |
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03-31-2008, 06:13 PM
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But how many more times are u going to witness my return ? We'll see...and thankx for ur feedback...have fun 1.gif ")1") |
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04-05-2008, 10:17 PM
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well great piece of work indeed very creative
__________________ Ayy athra Ishq na sonn dainda saari raat jagaai rakhda ehy  |
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04-11-2008, 09:54 AM
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Salam aas bhai.. very well written  keep smiling.. 
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05-09-2008, 05:12 AM
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reminds me of the guy in The Zahir... yeah static and stagnant like a puddle on ground..that becomes the harbor of several diseases if it stays like that. the frustration is literally popping out from ur words...the *static* condition very well captured...don't know but gave me a feeling that u get in the scorching hot days of summer in Abu Dhabi...when u can't even breathe and u r waiting for ur school bus to arrive...that kinda frustration...it also takes me back to those times when opening up the windows didnt simmer down the level of my suffocation of my soul...as if the next breath is going to be the last one. well those r my thoughts. Aas please do keep writing and sharing. We all need to express...might as well do it here  we all need someone to understand us at times...and usually those someones are better off strangers don't u agree?regards, -chalakie |
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05-12-2008, 09:37 PM
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Thanks for poppin' in...u take good cares ok Adios. |
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