A Few Words About My Eleventh Time

Man, this place has effectively digressed into a dead man's zone. I guess it's time for me to revive it by working on my near dormant networking skills. We shall see how that goes, but for now, here's the primary element for revival- another post.

Well, as has happened numerous times with me, inspiration strikes at the most undesirable or tumultuous times, here, the former. Exams are going on and I wasted last night in typing out my new one. I am of course in the middle of another biggie, Riya still being on hold, but we'll talk about that later.

So what's my eleventh one like? It's called

Colour Code

Ambiguous? Yes. This is a mental monologue, more of ramblings actually, of a convict. And you might actually want to have a go at this without worrying about the length- this one's only three and a half page short. For his crime, events that led to it and other stuff, you will have to hang on for another day. As is the tradition, the story will come up a day after the intro post.

Till then, toodles!

Acknowledgements:

For the first time, I took some help in editing. So R3d, I owe you one.

Ishu, I know you hate me calling you that, but I still will! Thank you for taking up the task of an ego-massager and liking this one when I needed a second opinion.

Pawan anna, the one of the shining lights of blogger. I don't get to read much of your stuff for fault of my own but whenever I do, you inspire me man. This one's probably one such byproduct.

All those readers who wear invisibility cloaks but are just not savvy enough not to let my visitor radar register a blip. You kept this blog going, snail's pace notwithstanding. A hugeass thank you!