Les Aventures de Techiemaque…

And more…

Robert LongDan sat brooding over the naked body that lay spread eagled on the floor. His brows furrowed as he fixed his gaze on the nether regions of the body. His eyes glazed and he looked up at the glittering sky through the glass ceiling of the Loo’vre.

A poke in his ribs snapped him out of his reverie. He stood up at looked around at the painted urinals of Loo’vre. Considered by many as being a work of art unto themselves, the Loo’vre complex was highly protected with a multi layered security arrangement, the last line of defence being “The O”. Nobody knew where it was and what it was supposed to do but people feared it nonetheless and the thieves avoided the complex at night.

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And one more…

Scene – I

“So what is the least distance the fly must travel to reach from one vertex of the cube to the one exactly opposite to it ? Remember that the cube is hollow and the fly cannot fly !” – Bang ! It was like getting shot point-blank with a dum-dum bullet straight in the stomach where one has to endure endless pain without dying !!! What is the use of a fly that cannot fly, was the first question that came to my mind ! Do we still call it a fly ? In the meantime the guy taking my interview was still looking at me expectantly, as if I was the only hope the fly had to go from one vertex of the cube to another….
Pfffffffttt….. the lights went out….. in my head…. Somebody blew out the only candle that had been showing me the way all along….
I looked up at him and muttered something about the fly doing some amazing stunt and landing at the other vertex of the cube…. He wasn’t amused…. And I guess neither would have been the fly….

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Another one dug out from the depths of the old blog….

Err… The baton has been passed. The colors of space have faded into the sunset.

From the depths of Core Dumps the Error has risen… The slanting beam of highlight from the sole Breakpoint that was hanging beside a loop cast an eerie shadow on his face beneath the veil of darkness. The face that stared at him held fear, desperation and dejection. Soon the news will spread far and wide. He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named has risen, at last, out of the infinite loop.

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This is a post I wrote 3 years back when I was trying my hand at creative writing… It was lost in cyberspace until recently when I chanced upon it… Hope you like it…

For the uninitiated, 15th of August is the Indian Independence Day…

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