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This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 30; the thirtieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.


It's a combination of two 55 fiction. It's divided in two sections: Pre and Post. A new style of writing !!  (well, I am just being optimistic, since it is my first attempt for 55fiction..bear my hyperbole..)


Pre

It was his passion to think; hence he loved to write.His first book showed promising intellectual philosophy.It was two years since then and pressure was mounting on him to pen down another piece of intellect.Nothing inspired him until one fine evening he went to beach.

The setting sun inspired him to write, The Sun.



Post

The Sun was about the sun, who used to visit one part of earth every morning and leave for the other part in evening. He heard problems of people from one part of the world and told them to other for fun.

He stopped telling problems one fine day; because only people change, problems never.





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Credits Image - Shades of Orange by Harsha Chittar
             Courtesy - Curious Dino Photography via www.blogaton.in


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  1. AnonymousAugust 5, 2012 at 6:30 PM

    Beautifully written. I like the philosophical conclusion. All the best !!

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  2. Nishant SonavaneAugust 5, 2012 at 9:47 PM

    Awesome.... I liked the post part the most...
    Great work... ATB...:)

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  3. ScarletteAugust 5, 2012 at 10:15 PM

    Amazing write!!
    Good luck!

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  4. MenacheryAugust 6, 2012 at 9:32 AM

    So freaking true : problems change people dont :P .....

    ATB for BAT

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    1. viva_andyaAugust 6, 2012 at 12:22 PM

      My perspective meant: people who crib about their problems keep changing but their problems are the same :)

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  5. Deepa DuraisamyAugust 6, 2012 at 9:55 AM

    I agree with Menachery, I would say Problems change, people dont :) Best wishes for BAT!

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  6. KappuAugust 6, 2012 at 12:43 PM

    That is cute, Sun gossiping arounf for fun! And how fun does it think the earthy problems are, it makes me wonder!!

    All the best! :)

    Do stop by my blog! Cheers - Kappu

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  7. Karan ShahAugust 6, 2012 at 1:20 PM

    beautifully written....only problems change people dont :)
    best wishes for BAT

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  8. Vinay Leo R.August 7, 2012 at 7:57 PM

    Very true ending.. and lovely inspiration for that writer.

    Leo - My Blog-a-Ton Story

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  9. InsanityPersonifiedAugust 7, 2012 at 7:58 PM

    1st of all thanks :) Seeing this post of yours on fb, I got to know about blog-a-ton.
    Well written and the 1st part where sun inspired the person to write after a long time, this picture and those words did the same for me :) Thanks for writing about me unknowingly :)

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    1. viva_andyaAugust 9, 2012 at 7:26 PM

      Ha ha..many a times we inspire many unknowingly :)
      I am glad you came to know about BAT. DO take part regularly

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  10. aativasAugust 7, 2012 at 8:56 PM

    The 'Pre' and 'Post' connection is amazing and all this in such a brief manner!! Well written.

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  11. Kshitij KK KhuranaAugust 7, 2012 at 11:32 PM

    Aha! Very interesting approach. You have done well at your first 55ers :)

    The part about problems remaining the same is good, very good. Enjoyed it.

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  12. PanchaliAugust 8, 2012 at 12:03 AM

    Neat 55 and so well connected together!!ATB or BAT!

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  13. Jayashree SrivatsanAugust 8, 2012 at 3:03 PM

    Wow! You have conveyed such in depth meaning in those 55 words...Good job! :D

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    1. viva_andyaAugust 9, 2012 at 7:29 PM

      It's really amazing that we can express so much through 55ers

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  14. Apala SenguptaAugust 8, 2012 at 9:52 PM

    I love 55ers! and two of them here! I couldn't be more glad!! :) nice concept, good read!

    Do stop by at My BAT-30 entry

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  15. NehaAugust 9, 2012 at 1:02 PM

    That is so true. Nice pair of F55's. Good luck for BAT.

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  16. ManasaAugust 9, 2012 at 9:32 PM

    Loved it, specially the idea of sun carrying the stories !

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  17. Someone is SpecialAugust 12, 2012 at 12:39 AM

    I always loved reading your blog posts.. I wish someday I could read your book.. Hopefully, I will.. Keep writing.. All the best!

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