Originally posted by: simple2joy
Hammie, hammie ,hammie... helooo safed coat number 2... sorry coming here so late... you know how I was occupied
I take it as a swan song for ur trilogy, not for hamlet the writer.I want u to discover urself further as a writer...it was ur Destiny that u found urself as a writer, d inspiration came from d brilliant story of a doomed human being.destiny made u start watching it n now there is no turning back...pen is d strongest thing that exists in d world,n not a lot of people can do real magic with it.u have that magic in u.now it is time to explore further,inspiration never dies,it becomes a part of ur inner self.
... humm it existed with a strong fictional persona.. still exists within me.. not even a new persona could wipe dutta out of my mind... but for now taz.. want to ask my self where do I want to travel after sorting both Laagi and Ishq? so will you bear with me? tab tak..
Now coming to blue blood.I found this as d wonderful story of an orphan,he was bestowed with a good family, love, respect , but still he hesitated to accept those,did he always had d fear that he didnt deserve it?d journey starts where he was seeking for his identity...and ends when he himself becomes d identity for too many.here I found d beauty of d whole story.an inspirational one.it always had d true flavour of original laagi with added twist in d tale, in d form of krishna,a new character to me, for d first time dutta started growing as a family man,a large tree that gives shelter to all, pedestrians...d tree was well nurtured by naku,like a mother figure she kept his soil fertile... d flower of love bloomed in a subtle way n we all , as readers were thrilled to take breath in d beautiful fregrance of it, reminding us of laagi..finally dutta begins to accept life as it is,n finally d tree becomes large enough,ur story ends.I loved d whole backdrop of ur story.I always give honest comments hope u know me by now.what I felt is in some places u got distracted cz of ishq takes and felt like ending it in a haste.
wowie... you have summarized well the creation once in my mind.. hammie is most impressed with your skills of rolling story into a nut shell.. taz it soundsbetter then I thought of.. thanks..btw in your summary ..I can detect notes of poety... sprining out of you...
I loved ur ending part a lot,how u tried to finish it in a positive ideal note.though not a happy ever after kind of way for me, u never listen to anybody so my personal views never matters.but I like d growing older with someone kind of things, n expect stories to end like that.trust me I see death everyday n its not good.so yes in prologue my heart was broken.
I know taz,can sense your disappointment..but the ending for me as a Tasha writing was symbolical of an end.. besides.. due to me going over to ishq many of my readers left... also coming to fanfiction.. took away my readers. but thank you for acknowlwdging my work.. BB was bleeding slowly heading for my death as a writer on Laagi..
Being an ardent fan of urs I have discovered laagi which I never saw on tele.n d strong storyline left me speechless as I finished it...n here my offering to d writer whom I met on ishq forum.wanted to share this in ur thread.I had a plan to make u live those moments that made u a writer.congratulations for ur 1yr as a writer on ishq,who never failed to post every single day.
... thank you for your kind words taz as for this vm... yes it gives me a lump in my throat.. the times on Laagi .. when I WROTE from the heart... now in my heart hammie knows times have moved on and so have my previous readers .. its a pity you're vm is not on youtube would have loved to share with ahandful of people here... thanks its brilliant 👏⭐️
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B9tZQ21ZUsZJX3RHbmptNVJuWlE/view?usp=sharing
Sharing this beautiful poem of urs to those who never read it before.
was looking for it couldn't find it it its called bitter sweet revenge... found it on my lappie to..
Lies, deceit, tricks!
all consuming fire
blazing like the scourging sun
burning like warm flesh
struck by a wooden pole
stinging like an existing wound slashed by a sword!
Thurst! lunge! pierce! jerk,
spin! heave ! to destroy!
Smite! slaughter! slay!
the enemy within!
Sibilant, serpent , sissster!
Heave! sweltering with blood and sweat!
Bubbling , boiling, steaming rage
never ceasing furnace!
REVENGE! RECLAIM! REQUITE!
Avenge ! avenge! my mother's honour!
Smite! slaughter! slay
the enemy within !
My home ... my heart!
home is home none else!
My nest to which I could fly!
My traveller's rest, now another's!
My sacred home,nowdescecrated stands!
My mother's magic mantle I do miss
Her hand's culinary treats I desire!
Her gentle caress and soothing touch, I crave and want!
REVENGE! REVENGE!
I fear the quiver in my hand, the weakness in my heart !
My mother's daughter I will slay!!
Heave!!!
REVENGE! REVENGE!!
Every, gut with gore... I will get..when I strike the foes within!
Till then I will train,test and trail
every mettle in the might of thisbitter sweetrevenge!
For now I return LOVE WITH LOVE
grasp on to tha whicht is love
her love, her strength, her God!
Till I am set free from the enemy within!!!
thanks so much taz for coming here and giving hammie some joy.. its pindrop silence here.. thanks for reading PR... and lovely for commenting.. much love ,yours hammie
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