The pen moved over the paper but no words appeared, the ink had dried up. Looking around to refill, I nudged the inkbottle down the table. Shattering glass halted my attempts to scribble, the quill had been screeching for some time instead of gliding over the pages.
I picked up my painting brush and easel…
Is there slight light?
P.S.: After multiple aborted attempts to writing I am back to posting photographs 
Hopefully the inkbottle’s order gets delievered soon.
I write! Topic does not matter, can be my life, or my travels, or any match I saw, or the Hyderabadi life, or reminiscing about Raipur, or penning Short Stories & 55s.
Nice one this
DSLR in the pipeline ?
maybe u shud actually try with a pen and paper
Changing times… I wonder how much I’ll be able to write now that I’m in the corporate world.
Writer’s Block & You !! Don’t stretch it for log.. take inspiration from sangfroid
typo .. *log == long
Sangfroid, not a DSLR but high end DSLR-like camera
Rama, there are some rare times when I’ve to use pen-paper and nothing feels weirder than that. The touch of the pen is familiar, but the words that come out look really really strange
Aniket, the writing frequency will, without a doubt, go down. Now for me writing is sort of a mini-release from all the work pressures…
Rakesh, dude Sangfroid’s flow is really out of this world. To emulate him would be a near impossible task.. bas koshish kar raha hoon kuch likhne ki
Nice 55ers
Came from Sangfroid’s blog! Like this pic.. the tapestry of light n leaves.. wonderfully captured 
@Kunal – nice
i’m so tempted to blog but can’t think of what to write
Winnie, thanks
granted that I am not as good as Sangfroid in the art of 55-writing, but trying 
Keep visiting!
obelix, I have exactly the same problem, tempted to write but have no clue as to what I should write…
You paint??
sam, I wish I had that streak