For the past three and a half months I’ve been teaching
Creative Writing to the SYBMM (second year students of the Bachelor of Mass
Media) students in St Xavier’s college in Mumbai. If there was just one word to
describe them it would be ‘incorrigible.’ It’s pretty difficult to control a
class of 60 students when most of them are constantly chatting and joking
around. I thought they wouldn’t do well in the tests but they surprised me –
even the ones who were constantly talking.
One question in
their test paper was this: Write a paragraph using the words ‘blue, minute, present, dog, wound.’
Here are a few samples written by these
feisty 19 year olds
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Rohan Cooper
The unshaven man wound up
the small object and set it
on a blue tarp. Then he disappeared into the crowd, like a salmon in a
shoal of a thousand. A small dog seemed intrigued by the ticking object
and started sniffing it. A few metres away, a young man presented the love
of his life with a dazzling engagement ring. A few metres further, a painter was completing the final touches on
what would be his masterpiece. In a minute came the explosion. A massive
ball of fire consumed the crowd with a searing rage. Then, there was only
deafening silence.
Nildeep Mondal
It was early in the morning.The
fresh smell of the morning breeze and the faint sunrays found their way into my
room, seeping through the holes in the curtain. I could faintly see the pale blue
sky blinded by the white light on my sleepy morning eyes. However, what had
awakened me, sadly did not live up to the romantic setting the morning
deserved. It must have been over a minute that the calm serenity on the
road right under my window had been smashed into a melee of commotion. On
further investigation I found a young lady dusting herself up, with a visible wound
on her arm. What made things worse was the sharp object that seemed
to have sliced into her right calf. Even though there were quite a few people present
there on the spot, they seemed to be in a fix as to who to attend to first. The
lady or the stray dog that kept barking and rushing at her for running
over one of her puppies.
Mikhail Almeida
Gurmeet Singh was present
in court the following Friday, just as the judge had ordered. His lawyer could
not put up anymore arguments against the charges levelled against Gurmeet Singh. The wounds on his victim
were there for all to see, her black and blue eyes served as a reminder
of that horrific night. She had recalled the minute details as well. His
untied shoe laces, the scar under his right eyebrow and even the object he beat
his victim with. Shooting a street dog had not helped his case either.
The verdict had been passed. On Friday, the 1st of November 1991,
Gurmeet Singh was sentenced to life imprisonment at Tihar jail.
Om Pathre
One day, I was out on a one day
picnic with a friend and his dog. I was relaxing under the canopy at the
beach. The sky was clear and blue. All of a sudden I saw the dog running
towards me and barking. In no time he pounced on me and bit me. The wound
was bad and I was in horrible pain. The next minute I got up and
realised that it was just a dream. I was really happy and came back to the
present realising that there was no wound. As I searched for my friend, I saw
him throwing an object towards me for the dog to fetch. The dog was
running towards me again. This time it was no dream!
Christy Johnson
It is my dog Scruffy’s birthday
tomorrow. I’m at the toy store looking for a present for him. I could
get him this blue dog collar but he wounded his neck after
cutting himself with a sharp object he was playing with. Choosing a
present can be so difficult and there I was thinking it would take me just a
couple of minutes.
Ashutosh Lobo Gajiwalla
Charlie was sitting on the porch
tending his war wound when he gazed into the distance and saw an object
that soon unmistakably looked like a dog. The dog however was blue
in colour so Charlie could not believe his eyes. This strange sight lasted for
about a minute, after which Charlie was left questioning the past,
present or future as he felt it was a symbol of divinity.
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