Heres a conversation between Mr. Pen and Miss Pad. I cant help but eavesdrop on them. By all means enjoy this. Pen: (Ponders) What cant i spill my ink on? Pad: (Laughs) Every surface is meant for you to bleed on Pen: Its not a joke... Pad: Calm down dear, you are meant to love every surface you come in contact with Pen: Yeah, thats true, but sometimes i get stuck and refuse to spill ink Pad: Whys that? Pen: I dont know exactly why, but i know some surfaces are not just right for my tips poke Pad: Very funny... (Flips) Pen: (Angrily) Stop flipping. i am distracted by your wantonness. You always have a way to get me drawn to you Pad: I will keep flipping until you fill me with all youve got Pen: (Heaves) You win. i have no other option Pad: Good! wait a minute, i heard you a while ago that youll love bleeding until you hunger for more pads... Pen: Uhmmm... I guess so... Pad: you mean youll be cheating on me? Pen: (Defensive) I never said so... Pad: Then..? Pen: I love you very much, but i have no other option. I cant stick to you alone. After all, i have seen several of my kind spilling their ink on you. i never complained (Mumbles) may be i did... Pad: Well, i dont have an option too, do i? Pen: No you dont Pad: Neither do i Pen: Our relationship never ends. I guess we know how to handle our flirtatious lifestyle, right? Pad: (Flips) I guess so... Pen: Anyway, lets get ready for tonight... Pad: Oh no! Pen: What again? Pad: I cant say what it is... Pen: Just be prepared for tonight. I dont know what our user will write again tonight Pad: (Heaves) She is always writing. I am scared... Pen: (Surprised) Why is that? Pad: (Sobs) I have just two pages left Pen: Oh! Pad: Yes... that means, we may not continue in this relationship again Silence Pen: Never mind, no matter how fresh the other might be, i know i will still be brought to fill up your edges and spaces Pad: Oh well, (Mockingly) i see you are almost finished too and will be replaced, then, we will be old; youll be thrown away, while Ill be kept safe. Pen: Well, thanks for reminding me. theres really no need for me to feel bad, my colleagues will continue from where i stopped; Poking pads like you and bleeding my ink on them. Silence Moments later, the writer walks into the dark room, turns on the light and picks up Pen and Pad to write. Both: Oh no! Pad: i have a feeling this story will end both or one of us Pen: Im guessing its you... Pad: (Angrily) Shut up! Thats not funny... Writer begins to scribble voraciously on the title THE UNTOLD passionately. She tears a page from the writing pad and throws it in the bin. Pad: (Shocked) She just tore a part of me! I am doomed! Pen: Sorry Pad, I will miss you, but i know i will soon join you... Pad: Shut up jor! Not funny anymore Pen: Ok, i will miss you Writer is done. She drops Pen and safely tucks Pad in a mini book-shelf. Pen: Pad... (Calls out softly) Pad, can you hear me? Silence Reading light is turned off. Pen Heaves
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 17:13:56 +0000
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