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Not a quick tale

Hello Reader,

I am the man from Quick tales. My name is...well, it doesn’t matter what my name is. I’m always ‘her husband’ or ‘her boyfriend’ or the ‘one who became her password’. The author portrays me as a chauvinistic, abusive slime ball. Well, guess what? I’m not. That’s that.



Comments said…
Wow! Nice meeting you Sir.. I always wanted to hear what you wanted to say...
I knew you would be respect individuality and treat you 'her..' with the respect she deserves, for you have let you 'her..' to share all those with somebody to make it know to all of us. :)
Cheers.. Wanting to hear more from u, Mr.'her..'
Ms Ch said…
Good one! LOL
Balaji said…
QT-like answer to all the critics... very creative & brilliant ammani :)
ranganathan said…
அன்புள்ள அம்மனி அவர்களுக்கு,

யாருக்காக, இது யாருக்காக?

'42 (அல்லது 43) குயிக் டேல்களுக்கு உங்களை முன்னிறுத்திக் கொண்டு, பிறகு தலையெடுக்க வைத்த 'அவர்'; இது கூட ஒரு வகை ஷேவனிஸம்' என நான் வாதிட்டால் அது குதர்க்கம்தானே?

'நீங்கள் எழுதுவது சரி' எனும் பட்சத்தில் யாரையும் convince செய்ய வேண்டிய அவசியமில்லை என்று நினைக்கிறேன்.

என்றும் அன்புடன்,
rajesh said…
I 'd written a story recently thinking around the same lines as this post..
Actually..was inspired into writing it looking at the contents of this blog!
Just wanted to share it..

Abi said…
Cool! This one is really great, and probably one of the best (even though it is 'not a quick tale').
self-reproach? remorse? ambivalence?

i'm kinda confused.
Tangent said…
At last you could get in a word edgeways.
Me said…
hahaha was expecting this one or sometime....
Anjali said…
wow!Nice one from the better half.Koudos to u two.Made for each other.
ha ha ha! good one!
kaaju katli said…
Bravo Ammani,
Let it not be said that
he never had a chance to present
his side of the quick tale :)
Übermaniam said…
red herring. next?
Ravages said…
LOL. Did he live to see the next day?
Anonymous said…
If at all you are the other half of the author , you don't have to justify youtself.
After all Ammani's QTales are fiction perhaps a bit pessimistic inherent to Indian families


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