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Wednesday, June 29, 2005

A quick tale 40

A conversation

There are two friends. Let’s call them A and B.
A tells B, “You won’t guess what he bought me for my birthday”
“Go on, tell, tell”, coaxed B.
“A diamond ring”
“Cannot be bigger than the one my man got me for our anniversary.”
“Was it this big?” asked A, keeping her fingers apart some two inches.
“Bigger. And this year I know it’ll be better.”
“Aren’t we lucky?” A exclaimed.
They both nodded dreamily. It was their turn to get off the bus. And back to a dusty old home and children with runny noses.
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15 comments:

  1. Subramaniam AvinashJune 29, 2005 8:05 pm

    i think i missed something. i'll wait for the next one. as always, keep us coming. and keep em coming.

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  2. Subramaniam AvinashJune 29, 2005 8:09 pm

    i missed something else; wanted to tell you, thanks for dropping by. and commenting. appreciate it, as always. cheers.

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  3. Subramaniam AvinashJune 29, 2005 8:39 pm

    thanks, again...and again, for dropping by and for the kind words. i'm honoured. cheers uber.

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  4. GaneshJune 29, 2005 8:50 pm

    ammani
    i also missed ,so their husbands are theives is that what it is ?

    My first time here, came thro mukund.

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  5. UnknownJune 29, 2005 8:53 pm

    Ammani I didn't miss it. I loved it. Its so Indian to boast and put up a front, Wonderful story

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  6. AnonymousJune 29, 2005 9:39 pm

    Wow!! The suffocated compressed carbon stone, is what we ppl think as 'status'. Reminided me of the Guy de maupassant classic 'The Diamond Necklace'.

    and here.. trying to add to the QT!
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    She reached home. The elder of the children[with both the noses running] asked 'mom.. i need to have my notebooks... ',

    'What abt my pencil?..' it was the younger[with just one nose running].

    "after your dad gets his wages next week, We will definitely go for shopping."

    The children were hopeful, even after hearing these words for the umpteenth time.
    *************

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  7. BalajiJune 29, 2005 10:17 pm

    thanks wicked angel. got this one only after reading your comment :-) so now i can say "great one ammani" instead of scratching my head!

    and tjsnathan, i'm these days looking fwd to your extensions almost as much as i look fwd to ammani's QTs.

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  8. madatadamJune 29, 2005 10:26 pm

    Another version:
    she walked up to her home of 13 years', soaked in sweat and unshed tears. she felt like screaming and tearing her hair. only nobody in the house could see or hear. and then she knew she was alone.

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  9. appalam vadaamJune 30, 2005 4:38 am

    Good one...reminds me of the Tamil movie 'Bama vijayam'

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  10. Subramaniam AvinashJune 30, 2005 5:09 am

    nothing is ever understood. cause if it were, there wouldn't be a world full of misunderstanding. thank you, miss understood. uber.

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  11. kaaju katliJune 30, 2005 5:43 am

    "Bama Vijayam" Yes :-) Nice one, ammani - everyone needs to escape sometime.

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  12. UnknownJune 30, 2005 5:47 am

    goodness!

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  13. nibujohnJune 30, 2005 9:12 am

    thanks ammani, for these soul searching stories. reading your blog is now a daily routine to me. dying to read more. keep writing.

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  14. shubJune 30, 2005 12:59 pm

    WOW.

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  15. AFJune 30, 2005 3:16 pm

    Nice one ammani as always.

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