Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Deepavali (Diwali) Story

Some days I can write two or three blogs in a span of two hours and be happy with my performance and then there are days when I know what I want to write about, have the blogger open and not write a word for six hours straight...stare at the tab, switch over to gossip mongering news on celebs and then switch back and think, "nah! not today I don't want to write today!"

Today is one such day...I kept flipping back and forth between tabs and never once writing...last night I knew tonns of things to blog about...of course among things I liked, there were things I liked to complain about and bitch and moan...but today I am blank...like a white board...ya...

But here is something that will keep you laughing...for those who stop by and politely comment and those rude intruders who spend time reading but not writing feedback...

Anyways...here is the story...a story I wrote when I was in my third grade. I only remember this because I was so proud of it then...Let me give you a brief background...this was way back when mosquitoes used to hound me (now it hounds G and I almost always bite free) and I used to hate them with a passion. My school had a story writing competition and I enrolled in it. I was so sure that I could come up with something original in two days...I discussed various stories with my dad and almost everyone of them had something to do with some story I had heard before, and the competition screamed ORIGINAL in bold letters. So dad told me to write something out of my personal experience...and this is what I wrote...a gist ok...from what I remember of it...

Once upon a time there lived a family of mosquitoes that lived on drinking sweet blood from people. The mosquito kept attacking a little girl called Anu everynight because she had the sweetest blood in town. Now, Anu ate a lot of sweets and so her blood was sweet and so the mosquitoes could smell it from far away. Anu was very angry and one night she decided to deceive the mosquitoes by eating no sweets and only spicy potato fry and mango pickles. That night when Anu went to sleep the mosquitoes came to bite her but then were revolted to find that the blood was no longer sweet but spicy and left her alone. Anu followed the same diet for two days and after trying hard for two days the mosquitoes decided to leave Anu alone. Anu was now bite free and she continued to eat sweets and her blood continued to be sweet thereafter...

Yay! Happy ending. I am the heroine, the smart one with brains! yay!

So embarrassing now when I look back at it. But it was ORIGINAL alright. I was in third grade so give me some benefit of doubt and I could really write stories then. And no, I was not on crack!!! There is only one thing I hope that really my story telling ways have changed since then, and hopefully more creativity has seeped into me.

Hope my story was entertaining...

Love
ART

PS: Happy Deepavali and Diwali to everyone!

10 comments:

Megha Bansal said...

hahaha smarty pants!

my Grand Dad used to tell us a joke that once this Sardarji was very tired of the mosquitoes so to trick them instead of sleeping inside the mosquito net, he slept outside the net :D

Anu Russell said...

hehehe...that is a funny one...Sardarji jokes are always funny...even if it is just...

"there was once a sardarji..."

No offense to any Sardarji's...pls.

Prasanthi Neeladaran said...

Cute story:)

Anu Russell said...

PN

Now it is cute!!!then i am sure my teachers would have laughed their ass off!!

Trevor Penn said...

Awwwww, ARTie, that's so sweet.

Anu Russell said...

Thanks Trevor...

Shar said...

Lol....Good post Anu. Along the lines of Sardarji jokes, i think, Indians are the only ones to joke about Sardarjis and hand our county to one...:) :)

P said...

the story just showed that you were a budding story teller and now u have bloomed into a fine writer.
And yes...the story was very entertaining... made me laugh!
i too had mentioned about a write up in my blog that i had written when i was 16... which is way more embarrassing than your story!

Janani said...

Cutest story I have ever heard. When you talk about school days, I also got reminded of an episode in 8th grade when we both skipped sports day drill practice and used to come to school for the last 2 sessions. I guess that was one time I got a chance to actually interact with you. Dont know if you remember that now.

Anu Russell said...

Shar

How true!!! :)

P
Hey it was soooo kiddish!!! I cringe at the idea of my though process as a kid...

Janani

I don't remember this at all...you must enlighten me more!!!