Tag: Novel

the story of Rosie Castrodge (3/4)

A lot can happen whilst one closes their eyes for the comfort of the body. The tired muscles of two people hired them to lay unconscious on a strange island.

“Filthy storm..” He exclaimed.

“We honor the awkward coincidence, my old friend.” heard the captain’s voice. His first instant was to be in a dream,

“How did you..?” said the young man.

His eyes closed, to let him being slaved onto the ship. While he was summoned to the captain’s chamber,

“What am I being chained for? ”

“A gesture for being a traitor.”

“A traitor. Is this one of your fancy jokes..?”

“Nah… It is a better way to hide our plan. Besides, I wonder why it had failed”

“One can’t foresee the tide, captain”

“Never do I like to hear your problem…”

The events had an unexpected turn in a war when the ocean favored the pirate’s ship over the captains. Upon the angels’ curiosity, The captain, traitor, and the queen were imprisoned at the same place. The pirate lord came to visit them,

“ I say a grt suprise to see hr alive, Tod.”

The queen looked clueless and to confront her,

“Better to kill a butiful daughter to revenge than to f’ght father, hear me. Yor head is a treasure in the open market, da’ling.”

It took some time for her to understand but she said nothing. She came to know that love is a bait used to have her kill on the former night.

After a while, she asked

“Is it true that this a ghost crew..?”

Captain gave a smile and whispered,

“You’ll learn to see it”

 

Thank you for reading…

To read the next quarter, click the story of Rosie Castrodge (4/4).

#how I found ‘Captains courageous’

We always feel lucky to see the part of the world that inspires us.

I must say that I am quite grateful to breathe and see the works of David Fincher. Maybe he has captured every situation of our lives.

I happened to rush down four stairs of our office building on the evening of July the 12th. As the memory pushed me to remember my forgotten charger, I have no chance but to climb the stairs. It took another half an hour as my boss insisted on listening to his brilliant idea. As I have an enough comfort to leave the building,

Poets would have described the evening as calm as still water until it went cats and dogs. It came to a halt only to show me that I had no money in my pockets. I walked to the nearest ATM and as it was a late evening, it consists of notes worth two thousand rupees. My eyes left the calm mood and began to find a way to get enough money for bus fare. It found the nearest bookstore midst the soaking weather,

“What do you want, brother..?” A young man asked, only after he removed his headset.

“Uh…That book” directed to the extreme left.

The shopkeeper gave a smile at the two thousand rupee note in my hand for a book worth about fifty rupees.

“You could’ve asked for a change,..” he said to me while I was leaving the store.

That is how I’ve got Rudyard Kipling’s Captain’s Courageous and the currency notes suitable for my bus fare…

Only If I haven’t forgotten the charger,

Only If the ATM had one more hundred currency left,

Only If I haven’t had an impression that no one would give me a change for two thousand rupee note,

Only If I haven’t been kind to offer thirty rupees to a beggar on the morning run,

I wouldn’t have got the book.

It is an exact replica of a scene from the 2008 movie named ‘The curious case of Benjamin Button’ directed by David Fincher.

The book isn’t the greatest read but the process is…

To think of various perceptions and get to know the importance of every moment…

I began to think that it might be how I’ve started to write quarterly stories.

 

Thank you for reading…