Handful

Published
by
Gurumustuk Singh
on October 12, 2005
in General
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Siri Vishnu always keeps busy. Even back then he had a handful :)

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  1. 1 manpreet
    October 13, 2005 at 9:52 am

    Sat Nam!

    Once upon a time there was a gentle giant. He was dressed in white and had a long flowing beard. He was very friendly, so the little children were not afraid of him. When they were sweet, the gentle giant took them for a ride, high in the air.
    Sometimes they could even feel is long beard tickling against their chubby cheeks.
    But one day….

    Come on, this pic is so tempting. Where are the creative writers?
    love

  2. 2 manpreet
    October 13, 2005 at 9:59 am

    Gurumustuk Ji,

    What is the little sign under my comment? Is that a dustbin?
    Should that be a hint?
    Can you please explain me.

    love
    manpreet

  3. 3 Gurumustuk Singh
    October 13, 2005 at 10:08 am

    Manpreet…when you are logged in and you post a comment you are able to delete it. That icon is for you to be able to do that. You won’t see it next to other people’s comments. It’s no hint…just standard process. :)

  4. 4 isingh
    October 13, 2005 at 11:31 am

    …But one day the gentle giant was no more…no, he still lived and he was still gentle but he wasn’t a giant anymore…because little children didn’t stay little children evermore they turned into teenagers…they didn’t care for the gentle giant anymore…but the gentle giant cared for them forever more…and then one day the teenagers became adults and had children of their own…and then they remembered the gentle giant again…

  5. 5 Gurinder
    October 13, 2005 at 3:19 pm

    This gentle gaint only knew to give love and nothing besides it, and he was sorrounded by a beautiful fragance just like an Aura. One day as he walked through the garden of flowers his fragance was different from every flower in the garden, and suddenly these small bees thirsty of love and care clinged to this gaint and shared the nectar of his love.

    But this gentle gaint never ran out of fragance of love!!!

    OKAY!!! I tried!!!!! don’t laugh!!!

  6. 6 Gurumustuk Singh
    October 13, 2005 at 3:38 pm

    This is great! This is the kind of story telling that we do around a camp fire. Someone starts the story…and then it continues as we all add the the previous person’s story.

    It’s fun.

  7. 7 Sikhi Seeker
    October 16, 2005 at 12:34 pm

    I love this gentle giant :D

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