Zero Productivity

"What's your progress?" asked my professor with regard to the summer research that I'm supposed to conduct in return of the money I get paid.


I pondered for a moment as I tried to formulate an answer. Immediately, my mind drifted and I began wondering about the progress in other aspects of my life. It occurred to me, one by one, that I was failing everywhere.

Clearly, I hadn't written a single word since February (ofcourse I don't consider these blogs and other shit as serious writing), so that way my writing career wasn't going any further. On reading, I did read a 'few good books' since the new year began. But the problem was the count was "few". I averaged reading 1 book in a month, while it should actually be a book in a week. I wished I read more.

Health was another dimension in which I had planned to improve but all that happened in this field was "planning", nothing else. Personal life, friendships, romances were as usual on a decline so I didn't complain about productivity there.

The click of my professor's pen brought my senses back to the present situation while the question still hung loosely between the two of us. What was my progress?

I had no answer.

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Current Book: "Wuthering Heights" By Emily Bronte
Current Music: "Mr. Saxobeat" by Alexandra Stan.

On Writing - A Short Story

Note: This post maybe likable to those who liked the "On Writing" post about Stephen King previously published in this very blog.


So today, I'll teach you how to write a very short story. Although I am a loser in this specialization (with a countless number of rejection slips in my hand) but then heck, am a loser at everything. Still that doesn't stop me from writing or teaching, does it?

The text below in caps is all my own personal advice based on basics which are found in several writing resources.

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"He stood in the corner of the gym's upper hall, facing the mirror, and eying his bony frame. His fingertips felt the grooved surface of the ten pound dumbbell, which he presently struggled to lift.

[SO FIRST OFF, ALWAYS BEGIN YOUR STORY WITH A PITIABLE CHARACTER IN A SAD-SAD CONDITION. SO THAT PPL CAN RELATE TO IT.]

While midway through the dumbbell raise, his gaze drifted to a blond girl that recently came and stood next to him. In her skimpy clothes and long curly hair, she flashed her eyes in a quick glance followed by a friendly smile.

[ADD ROMANCE. OF COURSE.]

He continued to stare at her beyond the four second rule of staring at pretty girls (which he often broke). But the girl's eyes did not met his anymore. Her eyes were fixed 0n something else.

[MYSTERY? HOW CAN WE FORGET TO ADD SUSPENSE!]

She followed the line of her vision beyond him, towards the dumbbell rack.

[ADD MINOR TWIST.]

And picked the twenty pound dumbbell with ease. The ten pound dumbbell in his hand suddenly felt heavier with shame.

[ADD MAJOR TWIST. OCCURRENCE OF TRAGEDY.]

Her nimble yet stiff body began to train with the dumbbell as if it was merely an extension of her wrist while he stood there gaping and defeated.

[APPROPRIATE TRAGIC ENDING OF ROMANTIC FICTION. HOWEVER FOR WEAK HEARTED PPL, YOU CAN ALSO WRITE A BIT OPTIMISTIC ENDING BY ADDING THE FOLLOWING TWO LINES.]

But he hadn't come there to give up and beaten by a little girl. And so, he tightened the grip on the dumbbell, the grooved edges still hurting against his soft skin, and once again began to raise."

[ALTHOUGH A NICER ENDING BUT IT SADLY CHANGES THE GENRE FROM ROMANCE TO ADVENTURE ;P.]

Off to write shitty stories, folks!

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Current Book: "1984" By George Orwell
Current Music: "Undisclosed Desires" by Muse.

End of Exams


So I tried something new (which took painfully long), so let me know if it's worth it. If you got even a single laugh out of it, well wait that's too much, even if it makes you smile, lemme know, I'll consider making more things like these.

Or if it's just pure crap, then lemme know too!

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Current Book: "1984" By George Orwell
Current Music: "Telephone Dhun" A.R. Rahman.

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