Wednesday, July 12, 2006

a 55 word prayer

Please god. Let him answer the phone. Just this one thing and I won’t ask for anything else. Ever. Promise. I won’t call him an idiot again. Complain about his mother. Or grumble that he never helps out and forgets to fold the newspaper. I won’t nag. Or fight. Or throw things. Please god. Promise.

22 comments:

WA said...

Hope it worked Shoefie, I really do

Anonymous said...

very inapropriate

Anonymous said...

Yeah.. I know.

TomCruiseChellum said...

Ennadimma, onakkum on attukararukkum enna prachanai?
Chinna chinna vizhayathukellam poyi sandapidichukkalamo? Tho mucha irukka paru, enna?

The ramblings of a shoe fiend said...

wa, tcc - umm sorry just a small bit of fiction here.

anon 1 and anon 2 - sorry. didn't mean to offend.

n said...

It's true, your little prayer. A lot of us here were praying for phone rings to be answered.

n said...

and wishing a lot of things unsaid.

Anonymous said...

Oh no no no no.. the "Yeah, I know" was meant for your story, not for the "inappropriate" comment
I know as in, yes, my mom was there in Borivli, and my thoughts were on the exact same lines.

I know = I know exactly what you meant.

Anonymous said...

Borivli = where one of the blasts took place.

I really need to get my thoughts consolidated before clicking on "publish" eh!

- "Anon2"

WA said...

Shoefie - I know, if I didn't think it was fiction I would have rung you. But I am sure there must have been someone with the same prayers yesterday, hope its worked out ok for them

Ruchika said...

I know what you mean.. I prayed for the same thing that evening too... wasn't fiction..

WA said...

oops, I meant I knew it was fiction (I didn't think it was real.....)

Sorry

Prerona said...

excellent ... can i put it up on the 55 words fiction blog

Prerona said...

Here is the 55 word fiction blog http://55-words.blogspot.com

Let me know ...

The ramblings of a shoe fiend said...

n - I hope those calls were answered.

anon 2 - phew! Hope your Mom is doing ok.

wa - me too.

ruchika - was your prayer answered?

prerona - thanks and go ahead :)

Anonymous said...

Did he call?

Nee said...

Rings so true.

Anonymous said...

I truly hope your intention in writing this fictional dialogue with God was noble. I used to like your writing, but, this specific piece is very inappropriate and wreaks of grandstanding with others emotions. Don't for 1 second assume that you can even begin to imagine what it really feels like. It is hell, pure hell! You have lost a reader forever.

-Manav

The ramblings of a shoe fiend said...

anon - hope everyone had their calls answered.

manav - I'm very sorry to have offended you. By no means was this post an attempt grandstand with others emotions. Last year on the day of the London bombings my husband and I parted at Euston station. He boarded a train and I moved on to another platform. A few minutes later the station was evacuated. I went out and began walking towards what I thought was Kings Cross station but was actually Tavistock Square. When I heard the explosion thankfully I was nowhere near the bus. News began filtering in of other bomb blasts. I had no idea where my husband was, what station, whether he had been evacuated. Nothing. I couldn't get through to him because the networks were down. It took me an hour before I could get through. so yes, actually I do know what exactly what it's like. I'm sorry to have lost you as a reader. Best wishes.

Anonymous said...

Shoefiend,
You did not have to write about your experience in the comment here to justify yourself to this Manav guy.
The true test of a writer is if the reader is able to identify himself with the character in the story, and poor Manav took it a little personally :) It just means that you managed to portray hidden feeling a little too well, feelings which most people dont allow themselves to acknowledge. It just shows how wonderful a writer you are, not how callous you are.
Writers merely attribute emotions we feel/ see to characters we create, and the whole success of a book depends on readers being able to identify with it, so dont apologize for doing something well.
Write on!

ps - I once wrote a fiction about a woman trapped in an abusive marriage, thinking about leaving, and this girl I barely know writes to me screaming at me, how the hell do I know about it, and that I don't have the right to tell her what to do.
Sigh. Such is life.

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