Inspiration Blog Fest

Morning Everyone,

    This post is in response to the Inspiration Blogfest held at My Inner Fairy by Summer Ross. The idea, basically, is to tell our source of inspiration. Using a photo or a story to tell out!!!  Well, choosing the easiest way, I am posting some of those awesome military photographs which make me go crazy. 

   My hairs stand on their edges whenever I go through some of these photographs, thinking about the dedication these men have to their nation and to their fellowmen. So have a look!!

      
       What is your inspiration? Where do you draw some?

with warm regards

Abhishek Boinapalli

The Favorite Book Challenge Blogfest!

       This post is in response to the Favorite Book Challenge Blogfest on Writer's Journey!!Well, I am not the right one to enter this challenge for, I read a hell lot of books (Just like you all, my awesome readers) and my preferences change everytime!! Ha Ha!!

The rules in this blogfest are quite simple and are as follows:

• Pick your top five favorite books
• Between Jun 20 and 22, write one line of what each book is about and then write one line of why you liked it. Think of it like a twitter pitch for other people’s work. Semi-colons are cheating, but you can use them anyway
•  Go to other blogs and discuss the book
• If you do not keep a blog, put your challenge in the comments on the day of the event.

    In simple words, write the log-line of given book!! You can learn a lot about writing log-lines here. So now, the toughest part is to choose my favorite books. 

LONE SURVIVOR:

"When Marcus Luttrell, the man who survived hell week, to become a NAVY SEAL, was sent on a recon mission to capture / kill a Taliban member believed close to Osama Bin Laden, is tracked and hunted by a hundreds of taliban warriors who are tipped by a shepherd whom Marcus and his team spared due to human and/or ROE considerations, he comes back to tell the tale of how he alone survived due to sacrifices made by his team THE SEAL 10 & the kindness of the Pashtuns"


ScareCrow:

  Will the richest military-industry complex succeed in  the bounty hunt  it started  to destroy the twelve targets who can dis-arm missiles and stop a century of destruction, wherein the destruction is about to be started and  is done under disguise of war against terrorism i.e. response to clone missile attacks against all major nations of the world??

     Well, I think I made a shitty job!!! I just dunno!! I think I covered all the details but did really bad bad job!! Tell me what you feel?? Have you read this booK??? And I take the liberty to  post about the other three books tomorrow!! 

with warm regards

AllMyPosts

Harry Potter BlogFest

Hey,

           Everyone, Here is a rather interesting Blog Fest. The title itself is Harry Potter Blog Fest from the In Time. The concept is simple. ll you have to do is choose which two characters would be YOUR best mates at Hogwarts. You can use any student characters from any book. After you choose your mates, then, all you have to do is write a fun little piece on why and what kind of trio would you be. It's that easy.


Well, My mates would be


Katie Bell,
    All accidents happen around us!!! Brave, stands for right (read what she thinks is right), gives chance to all to show their skill and talent. Never believes in favoritism.


Neville LongBottom:
    Has hidden talent, which comes up when needed. Is interested in herbology and rises to the need of hour (acts as interim leader in absence of harry in seventh year at Hogwarts)


and what would I be?? Probably Dacro Malfroy!! Ha Ha, just kidding, I love to be one of the twins (Weasley Twins) myself. 


            Here is my entry, showing how cool a trio we are, for this entry, I call myself OldMan and the three of us are Death Eaters!! (Ohhhhhh!!!...)

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  "Hello OldMan, whats up?" inquired Nevilee
    "Nothing much!! Just brooding over how to improve our ranks"
    "OldMan. Why don't you come up with something? Now that Master is free, why don't we create terror?" said, a pepped up Neville

    "Ha!! remember, Master is not free. The ministry doesn't acknowledge him alive yet. We must not reveal ourselves" warned Kaite

    "I know the right thing to do, the next Yule-Ball, is around. Why don't we?" "Ha, something grand, kill a Mud-Blood?" Kaite interrupted me.

    "Nah!! Let all girls kiss their partners under curse?" hinted Neville from the corner of his eye.

     "Yeah, not bad, but I am still worried about our plans for the Master" spoke an apprehensive Kaite

    "All the muggles on whom we performed the Imperious curse are now behaving well. Our plan is simple from first, put identified muggles under curse, make them polite, gentle , perfect citizen, lovers, caring brothers and kill them at appropriate time" an animated Nevilee started recollecting the plot for our benefit for a thousandth time.

    "The muggles are identified such that their losses would be very very hard to digest for the Muggles and for the Whizarding community!! ha ha Ha" rang my voice. Blimey Am I so evil?

    "How would it be, if we revealed our Animal forms, once we play our part in the Ball?" wondered Kaite
 

    "That's fine. Just imagine, how sinister the plot becomes, once we let the wizards know that we killed the Muggles, that we brought the muggles close to wizards just to take them away forever!! This is absolute Physiological Warfare!! ha ha" grinned Nevilee with joy

    "Imagine surprise of Dumbledore, when they understand that we are taking the war to new dimensions, Imagine how Harry would feel when he looses his aunt and his cousin, Imagine how pleased our master would be and how our ranks would rise?"

      "You remember those twins, who left the school the other day? They are famous for creating fun stuff right? Let's too create something, a perfume!" suggested Kaite

        "Want to be hawker?" retorted Neville
        "Well, the seemingly harmless perfume, shall consists of those neurotoxins which in long run, would abate the reflexes, intelligence and reasoning of wizards, here Aurors" spoke Kaite to herself

Cartoon Perfume Bottle

           "My goodness, kaite, we would all try to make that idea a success but should also ensure, that none of the death eaters are effected by the perfume" warned Neville


           "How good it would be, when the entire wizarding community would be terrorized by us and no aurors to protect them. How would wizards react when they know, that their aurors are dimwits, simpletons and fit for nothing doofers. Would they be able to sleep? Would they dare to cross our paths?" asked I, thinking about the consequences of the plot.

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      Hope you guys liked my plot! Hey, I know you are all authors, can I ask you a favor? I just dunno how to write dialogue! People are speaking in the above extract aren't they? Am I showing it / telling it? How do I stop sentences and let my reader know who spoke? I frequently use the words "wondered Kaite / grinned Neville / spoke OldMan / stated Neville / hinted Neville" to tell to readers about the speaker.

Is that fine? Or should I do something else?? Just let me know!!

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with warm regards
AllMyPosts

Second Crusader Challenge

This post is in response to the Second Crusader Challenge by Rachael Harrie I am not crusader yet.  The concept is quite simple, write a flash fiction story (in any format) in 100 words or less, excluding the title. Begin the story with the words, “The goldfish bowl teetered” These four words will be included in the word count.

I am posting my entry here, Just have a look at it and let me know how you feel about it.

--x--

The goldfish bowl teetered at the edge, as I was watching, helplessly.

I am in pain, intense pain, thanks to the gunmen My body is now torn apart and any moment now could be my last. Everything around me is still as stone and I wanted to shout to swat team to save the bowl, but the voice isn’t coming.

I am uncertain, if I would be loved after all, if I will be shown pity and sympathy. I wonder if I will be given proper burial and can't imagine how my last photograph would be. I am terror.

--x--

Also let me know what you think about the character in the story. I am a newbie and I just wanna check if I conveyed my message well!! Ha Ha!!

Let me remind you all, becoming crusader is easy and helps everyone out a lot. Concept of crusaders is simple, a hell lot of writers & bloggers support each other by connecting with each other , making comments, participating in blog fests and other contests, and helping to promote their new friends. And ofcourse, you can find lot of help if you are a writer.

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with warm regards

AllMyPosts

My Dad's Job

Hello everyone,

I just missed the hone your skills blogfest's deadline. I was actually little busy all day yesterday and couldn't complete this post. Ha, can't help now!! I am posting the entry here anyway!! Just have fun!!

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"Hello Mr. Richards, How do you do?" inquired Ms. Maria, class teacher of my seven year old.

"Hello Ms. Maria, Everything is pretty good, of late. How do you do?" responded I, with my ever ready 70mm smile.

"By his grace, everything is fine. I would like to speak with you about your son, regarding his assignment the other day"

"Oh!! Hope, he is not troubling you! By the way, how are his grades doing?"
"Nothing serious, we were all amazed when he wrote this" saying which, she handed over his assignment

After reading the assignment, I excused myself very awkwardly and started to my home. I wanted an explanation for this.

I remember that day very well, I was little upset about my banking service and shouted over my mobile with my banker

"Dad, May I ask you something?" He approached with timidness in him. I was awestruck. My son, afraid of me?
"Ha, John, come to dadda, what do you want? A chocolate?" I spoke, handing him a chocolate.
John, changed back to the same, naughty devil, which he always is. Forgot to say thanks. He fought with me to take the chocolate into his hands and started savoring it. I just noticed, the pad and the paper he brought with him.
"So what does John want?"
"Dad, my teacher asked me what you do?"
"Okay! Now what does dad do?"
"Mom says, you are good man and you feed the doggie. You play with me and give me chocolates" Said John, biting deeper into the Chocolate. My goodness, My son doesn't know anything about how great his dad is. Ha!!!
"Okay, I live for charity. Is that answer okay for you John?"
"No, I need fibe read five sentences furl read for my assignment"

"Oh, Assignment?? *nods* So John, I will tell you story, My story! Come to me I pulled him near when I was small, like you, I didn't know what to do. As I grew up, I was a bad boy. I always wanted chocolates and cried a lot! You are good boy right? just a nod, its due to chocolate As I kept on growing up, I didn't know what I want to become, I had to choose a career. People like to categorize everyone into engineers / doctors / masons .. and put them into boxes. I didn't like them, I was special, out of box.

I grew up into big fat stupid looking guy. I decided I want to become a prince. So I worked hard, learnt lot of skills and started loving people around. I decided I will set up a charity organization and live for it. So I set up a organization called WhiteBeard, where me, mom and many other people work and make lives of people happy. We help those who are in need.

We play a lot, we talk a lot, we help each other a lot and live like a family. They are all my sons and daughters!! We do disaster management stuff, we take care of lost doggies, we send donations to lot of people all around the world. Grap used to say, I waste all money, but I am happy this way."

"Dad, I want another chocolate, It is for Ben"
"Who is Ben? I didn't meet him till now??"
"Ben is my imaginary friend. His mom is asking him to do his homework now. Once he comes to play with me, I will give the chocolate"
"Oh!! first complete your chocolate. Take these two, share them with Ben" I told, handing him another two chocolates.

And why on the good dammed earth, did my son write "My dad probably had no home, he said he lived out of box. Dad's English is bad and calls home as box. My dad wasted all his money as per Grap and lives on charity. He has lot of sons and daughters whom I never meet! He feeds the doggie because he has nothing else to do."

--x-- 

Hope you loved the same. Just go through other funny stories like these and let me know how you feel about them all. 

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• Birthday Compfest
• March BlogChain
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• A2A flash fiction challenge
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AllMyPosts