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A quick tale 148

Dear Ammani


Anonymous said…
:)..I knew this was coming.

The Kid said…
Two things,
* This is proper plagiarism, Ammani.
* I dont understand how it makes a QT

neha vish said…
:) Thanks. Mail can be read loud and clear now!
tilotamma said…
Not writing to u anymore :-)
The Kid said…
This is only a gentle protest.

I cant believe Ammani posted my email as a QT! The worst thing it, she did not even blank out the PS. cha! Me and my terrible English :(

Subbu said…
mm..what is your response ammani ?
Anonymous said…
poor abhi. thinks him/herself as a james bond.
B o o said…
I second Tilo. Me neither! :)
Mad Mad said…
Roger that, Boo!
Height of laziness to blog. :-)
MSK said…
This defiantly makes a beautiful QT. It would have been better if you had written it (but it doesn’t look like). This is like the movie ‘Adaptation’. I liked the way it criticizes itself (and the Hollywood movies).
WA said…
HaHa, some people
S said…
Hey Pratap

I can see you are an ardent fan of Ammani, but I don't believe that you wrote that email....
I don't see why this is plagiarism..
Ammani rocks always
S said…
i mean you have to give it to the Queen of Quick actually make a QT out of an email

well done Amms
Ammani, I am always suspecting it so I am wanting to confirm if the 'SHE' is you. But you not doing the right thing by posting my e-mail!
Anonymous said…
Ammani, I think you should know that inspite of your decency in blocking out the person's email and name, you left the "abhi is not available to chat" there without blacking it out. So your attempts at keeping the person anonymous are either half-hearted, or pretented
The Kid said…
What can I say? but that Ammani rocks. This is the QT which has split the readers and angered a few.

In my defense, all I can say is

Apologies to Ammani and readers for the confusion. :)
Anonymous said…
Was this a mail from the real you (Abhirami) to the internet you (Ammani)... I do feel so..
Ravages said…
So damn near all your commenters are, yet so far.
LOL @ "abhi is not available to chat"
Quite a brilliant tactic, except for a missing article.
Deepa said…
ha ha funny. You actually let people think you are the protagonist of all the tales. You got a good lead for the next QT, right?;-)
Lara said…
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I wish someone hadn't said it and broken the spell. Opened Pandora's box. Asked a question of the universe. Made it take a state.Is there still time for a hundred visions and revisions?
The Visitor said…
Hello Ammani,

Your quickies make excellent reading and give glimpses of life.

Chanced on your blog from Shyamrams blog.

If you like to read humor please look up

Gounder Brownie

on blogspot

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Now and Then

"Now that I'm fifty-seven",
My mother used to say,
"Why should I waste a minute?
Why should I waste a day

Doing the things I ought to
Simply because I should?
Now that I'm fifty-seven
I'm done with that for good."

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Trapped in some thankless chore
Just as she might have been at
Fifty-three or fifty-four

And I would say to her
(And I have to bite my tongue)
That if you mean to learn a skill
It's well worth starting young

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For fifty, I've begun
To do exactly as I please
Now that I'm thirty-one.

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