I’m offended, y’all. It appears to me that not one of you read part 5. And look at poor old me, trying to be on schedule (and failing sometimes, but that’s not the point) and posting part 6 like a good girl. But you know what, I’m gonna continue this series even if none of you reads it. Because I like it and I enjoy writing it. Screw all of you.
In case someone does come here, I’m gonna leave the link to all the parts and you can scroll down to find the one you want: Killing the Creator.
Hola, readers! Now I know what you guys are probably thinking- that I’m becoming increasingly irresponsible and lazy with two delayed posts twice in a row. But I was busy preparing for my Pre-mid term exam yesterday, so you might have more delayed posts. But I’ll sincerely try my best to schedule posts beforehand, so that even when I don’t have time on Sunday, you guys don’t miss out on it.
So, now I’m starting a long story that’ll be narrated in parts, and naturally, this is the first one. No, don’t worry, it’s not as long as a novel. But it’s lengthier than the ones you might find in fortnightly magazines. It’s inspired by my visit to Bannerghatta National Park in Bengaluru, which was the first time I ever saw lions and tigers, after a host of failed outings in wildlife sanctuaries and parks. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.
Yeah, I know I didn’t blog on Blog-day Sunday but calm down, I returned from my trip today and I honestly didn’t have even a spare minute yesterday. So without any further delay, let me introduce you to my latest poem, inspired by the waves at the rendezvous of two seas and an ocean at Kanyakumari, the bottom-most point of the Indian mainland. The said seas are the Bay of Bengal and the Arabian Sea and the aforementioned ocean is the Indian Ocean. It’s a beautiful place which merits a visit. Don’t miss the Vivekananda Memorial if you ever happen to travel there. And yes, the image featured with this post was clicked by me at Kanyakumari.
Welcome back, dear readers! So this time, another one of my random thought processes resulted in a list of names that, when said aloud, result in a bout of laughter. I didn’t have time to think of a story or a poem because I’m out travelling in South India for 12 days. I stole some of the transportation time to write, so thankfully I won’t be skipping Blog Day-Sunday. A useful tip from my side should you ever visit South India- do not eat South Indian food in restaurants. The food doesn’t taste good over there, and they also charge if you take extra sambhar (a kind of curry made with arhar pulses and eaten with almost every food), which you’re bound to, because they give it in bowls as small as a half hollowed-out apple. Instead, eat at roadside stalls or street vendors. Their food is way more delicious, and it’s cheaper. Plus, they don’t charge for extra sambhar.
Well, enough chattering. Let’s get to our list.