Yippeee Sum Off is here. I'll read and write...again :)

Sum_off story is quite a treat. Feels like saving it up for later as desert for that dreamy aftertaste.

WOW !! Again..can safely say "Writer par excellence"

Wanted to quote these:

“A genuine one is there before he loses his job. He is there before he is diagnosed with cancer. He is there before his neighbor wins a lottery. He is there before he feels it’s too late to be there. I know you were there because you felt you were late. There was no joy of meeting god in your face that day. Your face said ‘sorry’ for being late … It heals me to see your thumb healed.”

“I just lived the best evening of my life with your son. This may be news to you, but believe me your son knows how to laugh. When you are around, I think it’s your company that makes him miserable. He feels chained to the oars with your existence. Your son may have flawed organs, but his eyes are not flawed. I have never met a pair of eyes that express that much gratitude. You are the handicapped one in your family, because you feel the way your kid hears. Nothing.”

“I measure myself with my left foot because that foot makes me feel bigger.”

“This wound could be the least of what is wrong with me. The doctor could take another hour before seeing me. He could bring me the worst news. This may be the only grief-free hour for the remainder of my life. You want me to spend even this hour fearing the worst?”

Very well written Sum_off!!!

to those who want previews before reading - this is a great story but you will need to finish the whole thing to see the bigger pictue... Kinda like watching pulp-fiction and 12 monkeys..

Bujhena!!

Sum_off,

How do you come up with so wise sentences in the middle of the story? Each of them are worth being quoted in the top of a diary.

"There is no pain bigger than the one that sticks to your memory"
" I don’t feel lesser when I beg from the beggars who bargain happiness with a statue"

And one from the previous one,
"It is so unfair of god to give sense to only those who don’t believe in him."

Wow sum_off, keep it on

Sum_off,
Characters in this story do not have names, because names are bundled with ethnicity, establishing an individual’s specifications. In this tale, a reader has that freedom. He can customize characters.
Thank you for letting us to be a wanderlust in your story.. thoroughly enjoyed .. after all dreams are the wind that lift us.. agreed?
:-)

Great Piece. very well written. I enjoyed reading it and i agree "Dreams are random.".

Ashamed and embarrassed re?? Lau kina? I don't want to have that effect on people..

dear sumoff.....each of your new stories is better than the last....this one no more demands acceptance or praise from mere mortals........it speaks for itself.

i am sure most of the regular readers have been very busy with their work.....like I have been.

.Another good story. It's good to see that your next story is always better than the one before. It looks like you improve with each story. I hope there's no lull, and that you will only keep on getting better.

Loooooooooooooong. will read later.

very nice; I couldn't understand which of these parts were true and which ones were in dreams. I also didn't understand about old lady's parts. I thought the father being shot by a mute boy was the same boy but the ending was different. There're many sentences here, which can later be made as quotations by great sum_off:

Life is simpler when you know your strength, because you can always hide your weakness behind your strength.

I tell you, when you are in misery, people enjoy being compassionate.

Fear is nothing but a prioritized impulse. It is an illusion that has changing themes.


“The happiest time spent in life is the time you spend with your memories. She is your memory now. Be thankful. Now she’s gone, your memory only stores the best of her. Besides, you were not her priority, god was.”

I liked the quotes by the beggar:
“You notice, I’m not begging right now? I only beg in the temple. You know why? I don’t feel lesser when I beg from the beggars who bargain happiness with a statue.”

“I never bother them. I recognize the genuine ones. They are there when they don’t have to be there.”

“A genuine one is there before he loses his job. He is there before he is diagnosed with cancer. He is there before his neighbor wins a lottery. He is there before he feels it’s too late to be there. I know you were there because you felt you were late. There was no joy of meeting god in your face that day. Your face said ‘sorry’ for being late … It heals me to see your thumb healed.”

“No I am not. And you should feel lucky you are not complex either. Only the complex ones can figure out, whether those who leave them, return or not.”

“I am complex enough to know that you are not here by accident. I am sorry you can’t even say goodbye without hiding.”

Too freaking long!!!!! Takes up so much time to read!!!! Sum off, you need to make it LONGER!!!!

HAHA, I love your stories. They're an excellent break from my procrastinating activities.

I'll read it later

:D

Ok, I completely forgot to read this story after I sad I would read it.

This is a perfect example of bring the reality of dreams (???) to a reader, how dreams can be sown on writing. Amazing.

So Sum off, correct me if I'm wrong but this is what happened:

The character is dreaming here: "A man wearing a properly ironed purple shirt rolls up his sleeves and clears his throat. He says, “This is not a complex story. A complex story is not fragmented; this one is. ........" He is speaking in his dream. however, you said that one could be imaginative so that part could be interpreted as him speaking in his sleep while dreamng, as if explaining things to someone [he is not complex but he sure is smart enough to say things like that as is told to him by the officer. He knows he is smart and his dream tells him that]

From that point on, he keeps on talking in his sleep but his dreams are skewed because he has information overload. His friend falling is true, him expecting him to be fit and slim in the dream is his "sympathy over affection", the story (dream) about his ex-nun is his reality but keeps haunting in his dream. His dream about his ambitious friend is partly fear vs anger etc. etc....

Since he keeps talking in his dream, his wife got fed up and finaly woke him.

Ki ke ho???...that's what I understood.

AMAZING PIECE THOUGH!!!!!keep it coming!!!1

Sum _ off.....in one word, this is brilliant! Utterly ,totally,absolutely@! It would have been nice to sit down and hear you talk about how this tale flowed from your pen or rather in the modern day scenario...your keyboard !:P

You have managed to capture throughout your writing  the most dreamlike quality whereby I could almost find myself in  midst of it all;bewildered,yet unwiling to regain consciousness. I truly felt  that although  the characters were not fully developed,(since it IS a short story) they still managed to retain a sense of human-ness which is vital and makes reading that much more enjoyable and more importanatly, believable . The beginning is rather daunting though....:P I had to re-read  to understand which way the river flowed. Having said that, sum_off, I  beqeueth you the title of being my all time favourite  writer  in Sajha. 

Samaf,
Don't know how I missed this before. This one took four days and two and a half readings to understand. Had to print and read at home the second time. The narration is simply mind blowing. Someone was telling you in some other thread to share your story with American readers. THis is the perfect story to share in my opinion. High time you go beyond Sajha.

Best of luck and thank you.

Sum Off -

I now remember having read this piece when you first published it and  should have stopped by a long time ago - no excuses other than I cant remember why I didn't. A very interesting write-up, by the way. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

"See you in winter"? Oh man, what a bummer!  There is a part of me that wants to ask can't we see you sooner but I sometimes forget that it's a privilege and not a right to read your work. You've spoilt us and made us feel entitled to it and for that you can never be forgiven

I wish you the very best and look forward to reading you when you are back.(Hey, there's always the Cafe in the meantime if  your time-off gets too boring. )

(SNDY Ma'am - I tried, I tried )

Happy Vijaya.

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He he Capt. saab, nice try there..

Sum_off, I totally agree with Capt. saab, u should visit the Cafe more often..it'll be fun..and Happy Vijaya Dashami !!