Wednesday, October 3, 2007

there was a boy who liked maths
but he gave up the path of infinty
he took the path of divinity
the path rejected him,still he tried to follow it
he walked and walked
he went down and down,until he reached hell
the devil at the door opened the gates for him
it was hell.......................
green and violet flames all around
there were houses around him
he heard screams from inside
the devil guided him to a cottage
he moved and walked over the oily carpet
a big bad devil was cooking something
she was stirring some green liquid in a cauldron
the devil at the door took him to a room
a panel of old devils,sitting on fire
the asked him about his life
it was his life,that was.........................
he ran out of the room,he ran towards the gate
the devil at the gate asked him how it was
he said,"oh!dreadful"...
the devil said,"no you cant say this"....
you should have seen hell,before
we do everything to make it more comfortable
on the contrary to make our guests feel merrier
he opened the door,and the boy started walking
he walked the path of divinity
he wanted to be himself again
he took a turn and returned ti the path of infinity.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

The narrative and the story is very nice. The rhythm needed a little more attention. May be by manipulating words, changing the syntax, using synonyms...ektu revise kore dekho...will be very good then.