The boy and his imaginary friend
No-one could seperate the two of them. Lifelong mates indeed they were!
Each would gladly accept death to avoid any misfortune on the other.
Ramesh felt blessed indeed for having such a wonderful friend!! He had
in Ganesh everything he could ask for as a friend and advisor.And above
all, wasnt Ganesh the only who actually listened to his grandiose aims
of conquoring the world and believed in them? How he would reward his
steadfast friend once he acheived them!! The others were indeed jealous
of their friendship. I mean why would they call him paranoid for cooking
up an imaginary friend?? It was enough to make him burst off into an
uncontrollable fit of laughter!!
One fine day,Ramesh and Ganesh headed off to the beach for some
fishing and swimming and, well, a lot of looking. But what do they see?
A poor soul in distress-unable to swim its way out of the predicament
it had got itself into. Ofcourse Ramesh wouldnt let that happen,would
he? I mean he was a decent swimmer and well Ganesh (an excellent
swimmer himself) was there to help him all the way anyway. He could
count on his best friend, couldnt he? There goes the fine young lad
and meets his watery grave!! And yeah ofcourse dont put the poorlad's
death down to his paranoia. I mean we all have an imaginary friend we can count
on at all times, dont we? A certain someone called GOD?
Each would gladly accept death to avoid any misfortune on the other.
Ramesh felt blessed indeed for having such a wonderful friend!! He had
in Ganesh everything he could ask for as a friend and advisor.And above
all, wasnt Ganesh the only who actually listened to his grandiose aims
of conquoring the world and believed in them? How he would reward his
steadfast friend once he acheived them!! The others were indeed jealous
of their friendship. I mean why would they call him paranoid for cooking
up an imaginary friend?? It was enough to make him burst off into an
uncontrollable fit of laughter!!
One fine day,Ramesh and Ganesh headed off to the beach for some
fishing and swimming and, well, a lot of looking. But what do they see?
A poor soul in distress-unable to swim its way out of the predicament
it had got itself into. Ofcourse Ramesh wouldnt let that happen,would
he? I mean he was a decent swimmer and well Ganesh (an excellent
swimmer himself) was there to help him all the way anyway. He could
count on his best friend, couldnt he? There goes the fine young lad
and meets his watery grave!! And yeah ofcourse dont put the poorlad's
death down to his paranoia. I mean we all have an imaginary friend we can count
on at all times, dont we? A certain someone called GOD?
posted by Gaurav Kane at 12:00 PM
5 Comments:
why do u have such cheesy names of the characters in ur stories? ashok, ramesh, ganesh...lol...grandfather generation, i must say!
He is a misfit u see! ;-)
i would rather have a ganesh for a safety net and risk its sizeable holes than have none at all to help me leap... Aren't trifling moments of thrill worth halving a mundane lifetime?
varsha's right, names like vichitraveera or drishtadumnya sound a lot better!
Well contempary names like Varsha will be the characters next time around.
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