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Entry no 3...

Originally posted by: shakti_rock

Entry no 3...

Fantastic Contest Sabah...!!!

Cheers...

No problem honey. Thanks for taking the time to read and vote. It is very much appreciated. 😳

As organizer I remain the only one unable to vote SO instead I wish to comment on aspects I liked of each of the pieces. Not that I flatter myself, anyone cares, I wish to and NOT out of a sense of duty but in search of beauty.
U Me Aur Hum.

I loved the opening statement, a place to learn...a place to get to know new people...a place to spend some great times with friends while still having the rim of focus on the career...a place to start putting a boundary for our life in this good and bad tactical world...in general it means all this...but...Very comprehensive and excellently written. Then that tremendous tangent that pulls our hearts closer, the history of MayUr bound by that building that brought them together! Nicely done!

Then that really cute scene, "Woh toh main jaanta hoon...par yeh mere sawaal ka jawaab nahi hai..." 😆 The writer captured that MN charm wonderfully well.

Chocolate ice-cream laya hoon Shouldn't that be strawberry ice cream, but then again, that's his favourite, and so he brings home his beloved's preference. Sorry. I couldn't resist pulling his leg. 😳

The scene was well expounded so that we could imagine the setting being suffused by their sentiments as MN always permeated their environment, like that college at the beginning of this piece. However my favourite line of all was They were 2 such people who were so different that if 1 wanted to see the reflection of the dear dreams in the mirror to be reflected on the face, the other wanted a reflection of the truth of life in the eyes as was a proof of reality, being reflected in the mirror...but they found their mirrors in each other's eyes which gave them their worlds in them... I had to read it a few times to understand BUT it was worth it. Very insightful. Lovely!

Originally posted by: Surbhi123

my vote goes to entry no 3 . ...loved all waise...great work guys...
sorry sabah wasn't able to participate because of personal issues...

Surbhi, it's ok, it was never compulsory. Your participation as a spectator or rather reader, is very much appreciated by me and I am sure the writers too. With love, Sabah

Entry number three.

This piece shows the talent as well as the mastery over this art of the writer. The writer is accomplished no doubt BUT more importantly the premise is wonderful as well as the inspired dialogues moving the plot forward joyfully. I didn't want to leave a single line behind but could do so in search of further beauty in the next! The whole ambiance was MJHT and its aura ethereal effervescence. Just an exceptional piece of writing. It was an honour and a pleasure to read.


Entry number four.

I loved the form of this story. The manner the story is told through someone wholly unconnected to the characters in love, many years later and through words. Very imaginative. I really like the manner MN lives intersected, really sweetly done.

i cant even believe that even this type of love exists... True, it takes just one such story to inspire our aspirations. Lovely OS, a treat to read.

Entry number five.

I really liked the manner the story is told from the child's point of view. How that love inspired her. A lovely story with the sweetest heart.

As organizer I remain the only one unable to vote SO instead I wish to comment on aspects I liked of each of the pieces. Not that I flatter myself, anyone cares, I wish to and NOT out of a sense of duty but in search of beauty.

Entry number Six.

Well if OS was going to break the anonymity of this contest it has to be this piece. The writer has a very unique style of writing that is just wondrous.

From the beginning that title that tweaks the sentiment by placing the pivotal word squarely in the middle, so that it isn't Saint Mayank Sharma BUT Mayank Saint Sharma! Genius! It captures our attention towards the unpredictable side to both the writer and destiny as it tweaks Mayank's life.

with our happy-hour-conflicts & She had choked my policies to death Nicely written. I love the diverse use of words that seemingly random the writer always manages to keep together through bizarrely conflicting or contrasting elements. Like those positively and negatively charged electrons and protons that don't repel apart the atom. It is all held together quite fantastically, but mainly through careful and precise layering of themes. So here, the element of Mayank's business of the highest order of policies, institutions and calculations set up to govern his life and then that invader.😆 Just wonderful! Beautifully segued by college is a juncture wherein we learn to live. Proving that this os is only form but substance too.

I started to notice bright bits of benevolence in his interference. I loved the assonance and consonance of the line as MN lives begin to entrain too.

When you are two marks away from being made the crispest slang in your college Really well done! I loved the form and sentiment! ⭐️⭐️⭐️

An amazing piece of work! Truly a pleasure to read and read again.