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A girl in the neighborhood

"Shall we not visit the classroom?" Shruthi asked Maria, the school counsellor.  Commerce 3.  Out of the three girls missing from the school, two -- Gauthami and Clara -- came from that class.   "Of course, that's a priority of the hour," Sara didn't have to think twice.  *** "Good afternoon Mam," the chorus of greetings from thirty-five learners less by two hit the visitors like a wave of grief. Shruthi greeted them back with a big smile, being the headmistress, she should cheer the girls up.   Gauthami's and Clara's desk brimmed with 'please come back' cards, mostly handmade.   "Who was Gauthami's best friend in the class?" Shrithi asked the class after the initial chitchats.   "Clara," the answer came in a chorus.  "Her second best friend?" "Rani."  Rani stood up from her seat, flashing a shy smile on her face. The girl with a wiry build and a decaying lower tooth sat a row behind Gauth

Showing versus Telling

In creative writing, we always hear showing versus telling.  What does that mean? It means you create a scene in a story, showing all details rather than explaining it. Or do not make it expositional, or describe, only show.  For, e.g., instead of telling your character was angry, show how his eyes went red shot, his mouth quirked in disgust, he stamped on the floor etc.,  When I joined my creative writing course, my facilitators stressed that point throughout. The first time I heard it from them. I'm sure all of us practising writing stories have heard this.  But it's challenging to practice. I haven't practised writing in this way since I started it in my mother tongue-Malayalam.  And I never came across anyone mentioning this kind of rule in that publishing world. I don't think any such regulations exist in that language.   I just wanted to bring this to my reader's attention because we are all striving towards one objective --to get our work published. If I comb

A Disobedient Boy

Courtesy to Pixabay.com "Ngozi didn't do his work," Thandi shouted loud for the entire class to hear. She did it deliberately to make him look small, everybody knew it, and accordingly, they all turned their heads to peek in his direction and giggle.  Thiry pairs of eyes shamed him gave Thandi a sort of prideful satisfaction. Then she turned to the teacher, standing on one other side of the classroom. One more second, she stood there, then walked forward to arrange the homework books she had collected from the rest of the learners on the teacher's desk.  While doing that, she glanced at Ngozi a few times shaking her head to express her disapproval of Ngozi's laziness.  The teacher thought she was acting teacher and ignored her. It was a Monday, after a long weekend, everyone in the class had got enough time to complete their homework.  Ngozi sat lowering his eyes onto the desk in front of him.  The teacher walked up to him, and seeing her he stood up. His shirt a

Language Use in Creative Writing

C Courtesy to -https://www.economist.com/blogs/prospero/2014/03/language-study     Anything valuable is a treasure.  You come to possess lots and lots of useful things in life--both material and non-material.    A treasure trove is a collection of stuff that gives you pleasure and value.  It contains books; coins and pieces of jewellery made out of gold and other precious metals like diamonds, gemstones; relics of historical and cultural significance, the list are endless.  Some have real values regarding coins and banknotes.  But, some can find value only in the eyes of the beholder.  A moth-eaten yellow piece of paper keeping a name or a line of writing can be of immense value to someone.      Memories too are treasures, though they lack material forms.  Some people just throw away their lives once come to the realisation no memories are left for them to be treasured.  No matter they are super-rich.     My family is a treasure for me, which cannot be given value.     The use of la

My Book Review- Disgrace by J.M Coetzee

J.M Coetzee   is an award-winning writer who received Booker price twice, first in 1983 for his novel, 'Life and Times of Michael K' and in 1999 for 'Disgrace'. He won the Nobel Prize for literature in 2003.  The novel Disgrace is an allegoric interpretation of the social and political situation in post-apartheid South Africa. The country gained independence from apartheid colonialism in 1994.  David Lurie, the protagonist in Disgrace, teaches Romantic poetry at the Technical University of Cape Town, South Africa. 'A man of his age, fifty-two, divorced, he has to his mind, solved the problems of sex rather well', meets Soraya a prostitute, every Thursday. When Soraya stops seeing him abruptly, he seduces Melanie Isaac, his young student. Lurie gets dismissed from the University for refusing to admit before the disciplinary committee that he was wrong in his action. ''Suffice to say that Eros entered. After that, I was not the same," was all his ex

A New Light on the Horizon

I am taking part in  The Write Tribe Problogger October 2017  Blogging challenge.   This is my 2nd post in the series. #writetribeproblogger Friday, October 6 # prompt- Short Story-A New Light on the Horizon Taken from www. google. co za Today he slapped Yamini, his daughter.  She was arguing with her mother, at the dining table, then suddenly stood up from her chair, raised the plate in which she was eating with half-eaten food into the air and dropped it onto the floor. The fork and the spoon slipped out of the plate, hit on the tiled floor making a shrill sound and shards of plate flew in all directions together with the food.  And she stood there, without having any shame staring at her mother. He was coming to the dining room; he stretched his arm with a force he could muster and slapped her across her face.  She turned to face him with a hostile look and ran into the kitchen howling.  Shalini, his wife, sat stunned on her chair for a second, then shouted at him: “have you gone ma