Category Archives: Writing Short Story

Day 31: Laila is smoking


After three days of struggling with it, Laila is done.

I add an excerpt from it incase any of you are interested…

The next day two young men started the work of replastering the walls. Rashid watched them work till late afternoon and after instructing Laila to contain herself to the second floor of the house, he went away to his shop.

Laila was strangely disturbed since the men turned up at her doorstep. Rashid, who would usually leave by midmorning every day, was at the house till way past noon. That meant of course that she could not smoke for the whole time. Her routine thus disturbed, she found herself in a bad temper. The potato salad that she made for lunch was too salty, the plastering was making the whole house dirty and she had no option but to watch them helplessly.

Laila found herself in Rashid’s room as soon as he was outside the door. She had to have her cigarette. And smoke soon. She locked the door.

With her sensual stick in her hands, he heaved heavily for the first puff and lay on her back on his bed feeling the same harmonious sensations passing through her veins like a hot liquid. But she was also terrified – unlike most days she was not alone in her house today.

She was startled by a voice outside the window.

Yes, they were plastering the outside wall today. She had forgotten.

She caught a glimpse of the youth who was working outside her wall. He was perched on a ladder, only the portion beneath his neck visible to Laila, while he applied the white wall putty on the sunshade.

He was not wearing a shirt, his body was the color of wheat, muscular and lean. Laila stood transfixed by this odd apparition at her window – this man who was much younger than Rashid, with a perfection in appearance that came near to the man in the poster.

 She chewed her lips. She felt uneasy – felt the stings of a new passion gnarling at her heart. She stood facing the mirror, through a corner of which she could clearly see the young man.

 The man was working his way down the ladder. In a moment, he would come face to face to the window and then he would surely see her. She did not stop to think. She unbuttoned the back of her blouse, and stood there – her upper body bared, her youthful breasts drawn in fine parabolas across her chest. 

I must have started writing this story some five years ago. I never got around to completing the story then. That was the time when I had just started smoking and was falling in love with both the sensation and the experience. I remember lying down in my dorm bed at night, with all the lights switched off and smoking myself to sleep. In the darkness the glowing tip of my cigarette would gleam, like the eye of a monster. Thus the story of a muslim woman who was contained within her own house, caught in a loveless relationship with her husband. Privately she was very adventurous – albeit a bit too much. I resumed writing the story only now – and this time struggled to get it to completion. The narration is live – more like a screenplay. This makes us completely in the moment, not a passive writing like the Coconut Baron – but a story that unfolds in the course of twenty four hours.

I must have read Khalid Hosseini‘s A thousand Splendid Suns at around this time – that is probably where the idea of a muslim woman comes in and also the name Laila. That was a heart breaking book – beautiful narration and a lovely, heart wrenching story.

Ask me for the story, if you like it – my optical fibers! 🙂


Day 30: The cigarette smoking jin


My software woes are slowing coming to an end. Thanks to Pirate Bay, I succeeded in downloading the entire Adobe Master Collection – I now have dream weaver, flash, photoshop and everything else running successfully on my Mac. I’m very happy. Next to plunge into web desigining.

I’m at my aunt’s place today – I came here resolved to finish up my short story – I am way behind in my goal. I am progressing very well with Laila – but I have reached a point where I am not sure how the story should proceed. Should I make Laila a slut? Or should I make all the characters good and honest but misunderstood? I cannot help talk about sex in my stories. The urge is irresistible sometime. Just like some painters who can’t stop painting nudes. Perverted – all are perverted – they, me , you, all! 🙂

I should finish up Laila – I should !


Day 26: Windows is here!


Finally, after 25 days of whining, screaming and annoying myself, I finally have Windows XP installed on my Mac using VirtualBox. I can finally run windows and hopefully use softwares that are more windows compatible. I could begin with Dreamweaver and then move onto ASP.NET. Finally start with Abacus and get the Torsion part of my work done.

I am going to stay at my Aunt’s for a few days from tomorrow. I intend to write during this time – finish up a couple of short stories more: I need to have four or five done if I need to keep my target of getting twenty stories done. I finally had a good review on the Coconut Baron from H – She’s very critical, so I believe her review. It simply confirms my belief that I am a good story teller! 🙂

Also, I am quite fed up of being home – I long to be somewhere else for a change.

Just tired. Oh for a good sleep.

I am reading “The crippled Tree” – which is a fascinating account of China. Amazing, I’m really enthralled by that country – How I wish I could have spent a few months there! I day!


Day 23: What is boredom?


I was afflicted with the same disease today as yesterday – complete and absolute boredom. I had no motivation to do anything – I tried reading a book, moved on to tweaking dreamweaver, then lay down thinking I wanted to sleep, then got up and made some soup (My own proud invention). Then I decided that I wanted to write but ended u watching Alien (1979) again. Great movie by the way.

Also, didn’t go to the gym.

So, what’s happening Lord? I ask myself. I ask you. But who are you but nefarious optical fibers that link servers floating around in  a virtual universe? (Evasion, is the first step of a coward), Focus! What is happening to me?

That question itself is not well constructed.. “What is happening to me? ” – It first of all claims innocence on the part of “me” – I am not at fault, please help! A kind of passive of a crime by deigning helplessness. Nothing is happening to me – I am happening to myself. (Philosophizing, second step of a coward).

The lack of motivation is definitely true. The Gym is perhaps the foremost example. I find myself making constant excuses not to go to the gym. Once there, I simply can’t wait to get out. I fool around and then wait for either A or D to finish off so that I can run away with them. I finally found that Artisteer cannot be used to maintain a website, so that kind of rules out that program for the website. I had Dreamweaver installed on my brother’s laptop, but then found out that the heavy volume that I bought is only a Bible of Dreamweaver CS4 and does not really tell you how to learn with it. I feel like I have learned enough Java and there is no progress with it. The same with Tensors – reached till Ricci tensors and then proceeded no further. Bought 10 CD’s of the Bhagavad Gita and heard only one and a half. All my books are half read. I’m basically a ruminating cow now – with a full belly but no nutrition. The “hunger” that I  felt before is replaced by something much less defined – something that’s like a mid summer sun at high noon – oppressive and lethargic. Lethargy – just don’t know if that is the cause or the effect. All this when time lime 25 is approaching – a full 25% of my allotted time.

I am definitely bored. I could blame it on my stomach bug – it seems like i’m pregnant with a food baby all the time. But that won’t go away that easy – been the bane of my life for some time now.

Maybe, like Godin, I should wait, wait?

But I don’t wanna be bored. I loved it early, when I was full of energy and ethusiasm and looked forward to doing everything. Achieving a lot. How did things change? What set this up? Could it be because, i had kind of reached a stalemate in all my goals? Possibly. How do I get out of this?

I’ll sleep on it, and like Scarlett O Hara, will deal with it t0morrow!

Day 1: Things to do in the next One hundred days


It seems like I have an awful lot of things to do in the next One hundred days. I am quite delighted that I don’t have moderately ambitions goals like “conquer the  world” or “derive the theory of Everything” in my list – it might be easier to teach my father to use the internet.

So let’s see:

  •  I definitely need to work on my body – I have come to love the sadistic feeling of pain and sweating it out at the gym. Also, I need to start now if I wanna have those six packs by the summer beach season. That reminds me to buy a protein pack. I have been using Gold Standard, but that thing is expensive here – maybe I should look around for  a less expensive local brand.
  •  I should definitely solve the problem of torsion of compound prismatic bars. This would make Prof AK quite happy and let him know that I have not wasted his or my time during the break. I would need to convince him that both I am Ok as well as give me something to say for the next four or five years. You see, I’m now on a medical break (Long Story) …and I am quite convinced that AK wasn’t delighted at the turn of events. The project was just shaping up when I just took off and left. I assume there would be a host of papers already published by the time I return – I’m not afterall the only one in the world working on Flexo-electricity. Solving this would be my deal breaker. I can hold my head high when I get back to Brown – and probably start on the experimentation right away. maybe have a paper by the MRS fall conference. Wait, Baby steps lord, baby steps..

This isn’t easy however, and would be the most comprehensive of my tasks – I’m from a materials background and this is a purely mechanics topic. I had famously flunked both the mechanics courses in my undergrad. If only I had known that mechanics would come to bite me in the ass years later….

So to do this task, I need to do the following subtasks:

  1.  Learn Solid mechanics – Professor Bower’s book might be the way to go. I need to open up the book and start reading…maybe I should print the whole thing out – I cannot read a 1000 page book directly from the screen – it might be easier to turn into a cyborg. So the hope is to be able to understand the torsion of prismatic bars  – I’m hoping to god that someone has actually derived it. I have no intentions of turning into a Timeschenko at this age. Brown doesn’t pay me enough
  2. Even with subtask 1, there is no actual closed form solution. This can only mean one thing – Abacus!! Apparently this is some kind of modeling software that would do all the thinking for me. But I had drilled Sean into doing this for me. But that a-hole did nothing! I mean NOTHING! but he did prove that there is no routine in Abacus to calculate strain gradients – the holy grail of flexo research. So I would need to write the subroutine by myself.  If I can do this, I might as well write the complete subroutine to be able to calculate the polarization values directly – this would be a small step for mechanics, but a giant leap for me. Go me!!
  3. With all of this, I might as well finite element analysis. Which apparently is the basis of all of modern mechanics.

I guess Ak would come and kiss me if I do all this. Maybe I should get two PhD’s for this, instead of one? Some I should look into. If only I had an identical twin brother. Damn random gene pairing rules.

But I should do this task. It is not only a great intellectual challenge, but might propel me from an average student to a research biggie. I should do this..i should ..

  • The short story collection – This is like the one of my oldest dreams. Something that I have wanted all my life. Seriously, I think that this is one of oldest of my unfulfilled dreams. Plus, if I just worked out in the gym and studied for my research it wouldn’t be a medical leave would it? 20 stories should ought to do it. I so far have one. I’m 5 % of the way there. Way to go Lord, way to Go!
  • Design the website – I have been wanting to design the AK group homepage since forever. This might I might actually be able to do it.

I return back having designed the website and having solved the torsion problem; AK would overflow with tears of joy. And I can forever look back and call this my Happy hour. I should do this. Plus, from what I see so far, this is kinda fun!

  •  Work on Depression methods – practice and perfect Wakeful meditation. I should do this, no question about it.
  • Also, learn General relativity ? – this involved tensors, manifolds and field equations. Ambitious but achievable

I guess that’s it. My stepping stones to greatness. I will elaborate on each of them in subsequent posts. There is a story behind each. It should be fun.

So there it is – 99 days to go! Come D-Day May 22, 2012!!!

LordGabbana! Prepare for greatness!!