The friday afternoon class
The old simian stared at his fingernails. It has been a long day already. He looked up wistfully at the inviting arms of the big tree. He was late for his afternoon nap. Slowly, he circled the gathering nodding at fellow apes. “That is it for the day. We will meet on Monday”.
Rohan tagged me to write a short story of 55 words. I tag Susu, mudit though :).
Rohan tagged me to write a short story of 55 words. I tag Susu, mudit though :).
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one day we had an old prof come up to teach us something and the resemblance was uncanny
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Nice welcome back to blogosphere, guess u managed to take out some time from ur 'experiments'
Heard abt ur AOL adventures ......dude u r only 23....u do those when u r 63 or when u think u r abt to die :)
AOL rocks.AID sucks :). i am on my way to enlightnment. And, you shall repent when you are 63 that you did't start earlier ;)
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