The argument


the argument

She never thought writing a story can be this tough. She sat there her head resting wearily on her palm as the blank paper stared back at her.

She will have to finish it by tomorrow morning; the last date for submission was the day after.

Her brain refused to make a single move; suddenly a firefly flew inside and sat down on her paper.

“Write about me!” it demanded in a barely audible voice. “How we have fought the changes of climate on earth, now pollution created by human beings to survive; to spread our light.”

“No! Write about me!” A shrill voice rang right beside her left ear.

It was a mosquito.

“Write how we mutate ourselves to fool all types of mosquito repellants to earn our daily bread.” It said. “How hard we work to fill up our small bellies, all the dangers that we face!”

“I can’t write about you!” she protested. “Well I can write a poem about fireflies but a story is so much longer!” she added with despair.

“Why can’t you write about me?” the mosquito demanded.

“Oh you guys are carrier of all sorts of diseases. There are so many bad diseases that you carry! If I write praises for you I will land in big trouble!” she said.

“Are you insulting us?” it started to bloat with anger, soon it became as big as a bumble bee but it did not stopped there.

Its eyes were burning like red embers as it pointed its sting to attack her.

She grabbed the paper to hit it but its sting pierced past the paper as if it was a piece of flimsy cheese.

“Hey!” someone ruffled her hair and she opened her eyes. It was mom. “Go to bed sweetie. Your neck will hurt if you sleep like this.”

Sharmishtha Basu
8.11.11

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Author: sharmishtha basu

Well, Sharmishtha Basu is fifth child of Late Dr. Shibaprasad Basu, she is Bengali, Indian, she took birth in Tundla, Uttar Pradesh, lived in and around Uttar Pradesh for the first sixteen years of her life, then returned to Burdwan, West Bengal , her family has dwelled there for five hundred years or so and are still dwelling there, she lived in West Bengal till 2015 February, since February 2015 she is living in Hyderabad. She is unemployed, unmarried so with lot of time and excessive energy, some evil people made her dreams of having a normal career impossible but that did not diminished her energy, so she utilizes her time and energy mainly by painting and writing, hoping that her books will become her dream career, her salvation in her words, she is a blend of bhaktiyoga and karmayoga. You can contact her through her blogs @mydomainpvt.wordpress.com (main blog), her facebook page @facebook.com/sermistabasu, amazon page @amazon.com/author/sharmishthabasu or emails sharmishthabasu@hotmail.com & sermistabasu@gmail.com

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