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A quick tale 19

Once they were lovers. Now one does not know where the other lives. She put her photo on her web page. With her husband and child. Hoping that he would google her name and find out. Just like she had found him. Still single, she had noted with glee.


IBH said…
would love to read a sequel on this....came to ur recipe site and from there hopped on here...:) ur soya curry is yummmm O!
Ramesh said…
This story was simply awesome.
keep up the good work.

AF said…
Hi Ammani,
You can compile a book on these wonderfull quick tales and it would definately be the best seller.

Shiva said…
how true !!
Harish said…
Me likey! :)

agree with IBH.. wud love to read a Quicktale 19.1 :)
Chenthil said…
You really work hard on your quick tales I guess. Without the last sentence, the tale reads different. And with the last sentence an altogehter different meaning. Awesome.
~phobiac~ said…
Once they were lovers. Now they don’t know where the other lives. He put his profile on his web page.Without the photos that have his 2 ex-wives.Hoping that she would google his name and find out. Just like he had found her. Still married to the same geek, he had noted with glee.

A quick tale 19.1 ??!?
Deepti said…
blogrolled you!!!!im addicted to ur quick tales.....keep em coming...
sophie said…
wow...gr8...inspired by u...i have something posted...
ammani said…
19.1 reads great. thank you.
Kika Gops said…
your earlier photo on the profile was good. This is not very clear. Like your writings.
kottanguchee said…
hi ammani,

please compile ur quick tales and release them as a book, before a cheran or a maran or a mani saar does a film 'inspired' by your quick tales!

naan yaar teryuma? peyarai-p-paar, un uravyu muraiodu rhyme aagum!!! hehehehhe
Chakra Sampath said…
u hav done it again... awesome!
Shyam said…
QT 19 and 19.1 are both good! :)
Balaji said…
First-time visitor here.

Superb. A world of meaning in a few lines. Compelled me to go back and read all earlier quick tales. wasn't the least bit disappointed. loved #16.
Tangent said…
I don't understand...

the tale.

And the twist.

But I see a strong parallel...Ammani - your pic and kid's pic on your page...

who's googling??????????
~phobiac~ said…
Hey....waiting for the next one !!!
Eroteme said…
You have a nice blog here... Enjoyed reading most of the posts. Liked your taste in pictures as well...

This story is so simply ingenuous. The simple thrills of doing things like these...

Great set of posts. Do keep them coming in.
Anonymous said…
Pathetic.A very good short tale!
Anonymous said…
ammani on a sabbatical??????even two days seems too long without ur posts man..keep em coming

~red knight~
Nachiketas said…
Lovely. Especially the noting part with glee that he was still single.
perspective said…
:).... have had similar moments myself...
Dreamvendor said…

Hoping that he would google her name and find out. - trust me... it happens!!
Ram.C said…
good twist, untied in a nice way......
Amrita said…
hi Ammani, nice tale this one, what followed would actually interest us all.
Ansh said…
loved it!
anumita said…
Lovely! These quick tales are brilliant!!
saranyan said…
but how can anyone be like that, not just a woman but even a man? all these yrs she has lived with another man, isn't it possible that she could have started loving her husband even a bit?
yeah its hard to forget her ex-relationship...but what about the husband?
Anonymous said…
I was happy to hear that the boyfriend who dumped me, waas divorced after a year of marrying another woman.

:-)))), evil smile............
Anjali said…
As you sow so you reap
Anonymous said…
going through :-(
I used to think, why the thought of him being single brings relief!!! i thought am sadistic. Thank God there are other people thinking the same
I dont know what will i do, when i find out he is married....??!!!
great blogs , simply love them all...

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