March 17, 2010

The King of Chennai

Anush went about shouting" I am the king of Chennai" raising her candy pink umberella like a sword to the sky.

Yesterday she was telling me tales:

One of them was The mirror who did not want to be seen. It was so appealing and inadvertently profound.

I asked her for a long story ( as she usually does) and she came up with:
A cloud was lonely. After some days another cloud came along and they became friends. The played a lot felt tired , so slept. They played all day long and slept all night long, They played all day long and slept all night long, They played all day long and slept all night long.......yu have to say this 100 thousand times!!

Check out the latest poetry picks at Saffron Tree

7 comments:

Uma said...

ROFL! A wonderful story! Really!

Gayatri said...

- LOL
- Nice :)

Lavanya Sriram said...

Reminds me of my dad ! He used to do this to me when i was of Anush's age and was asking him for stories!. He would say in Tamizh " One sparrow came along, took a grain and went away" and then i would say "then?" and the he would go on.."Another came along, took another grain and went away" and "then ?" and this would go on and on..:)

Mindful said...

Niceee! wanted to ask , Can i send your card to the adress u mentioned?? couriering it so it shud reach u in a day / 2

rrmom said...

nice story. LOL

starry said...

wonderful story.

artnavy said...

thanks all!!

i want to do a full blown version of the mirror story...