Censor on Senses
A lad was knocking the door of an office. He was very excited and was floating in thoughts that he didn't listen to welcoming voice from inside, and he continued knocking. The man inside the office felt irritated by that impingement, so he ran towards the door and opened it to threaten the person outside. But by seeing the lad out;
'Oh, my kid, you are there! I thought, who is that mischievous?' He added, 'But why are you striking door from so long?'
'I am sorry, uncle, but I didn't hear your voice.'
'Obviously, you wouldn't have because your mind is somewhere else. You are knocking door from so long and that too with something metallic.'
'Oops, sorry, uncle. But you know what?'
'Yes, say what?' Uncle asked him with a child-like curiosity to show that he is taking an interest.
The boy ran into the office and sat on a chair. He started speaking by revolving on the chair. 'I am so happy, uncle!'
Uncle came inside the office and sat with an exclamation mark on the face and asked. 'Wouldn't you like to share that with your uncle?'
'Obviously, so only I have come here. Uncle! I have been selected as a representative from my school at the World Essay Competition!!!'
'It is really great news, dear. Big opportunity. Congratulations!'
'Yes, a very special one. One day I will be the best writer like you.' He said with the stars in his eyes. He was touching the table of the office with an urge to earn it one day. He was looking at his uncle, who was busy writing his own works. He was looking so happy that this competition has opened the door of opportunities to him. He started dreaming that his essay has been selected as the best essay, and he is reading his name published in the newspaper.
'Hey, where you lost?' The elderly man said by weaving his hand in front of his face.
Uncle, how a world's best essay can be written? Can my essay get selected and published as number one?'
'Why not?' Uncle said with assurance. 'Anything can be possible in this world. You need to focus on the content and message of your essay.'
'I will do it very passionately. But you will have to help me. This is my order.' He said with sweetness.
'Okay, sir. Any more orders? Now can I do my work, my future writer?'
'Yes, uncle, that's all for now. But I will meet you soon with a concept.'
'All the best beta. Always remember that this pen is mighty. It can create destiny. A writer is a person who can bring change in society. It's proud to be a writer, and I am proud of you that you want to be a writer. I am sure you can do this. Do well.
'It was very motivational of you. Thank you, uncle. Now without disturbing you, I am going. Bye-bye.' He said by waving hand.
'Bye.'
******
'Hello uncle,' the boy said excitedly, 'I guess I have completed my essay. You have a look at it and tell me how it is and if any correction required, do let me know.'
'Oh, so my junior writer completed the essay very fast, huh. Very impressive, I am...
'Oh, my kid, you are there! I thought, who is that mischievous?' He added, 'But why are you striking door from so long?'
'I am sorry, uncle, but I didn't hear your voice.'
'Obviously, you wouldn't have because your mind is somewhere else. You are knocking door from so long and that too with something metallic.'
'Oops, sorry, uncle. But you know what?'
'Yes, say what?' Uncle asked him with a child-like curiosity to show that he is taking an interest.
The boy ran into the office and sat on a chair. He started speaking by revolving on the chair. 'I am so happy, uncle!'
Uncle came inside the office and sat with an exclamation mark on the face and asked. 'Wouldn't you like to share that with your uncle?'
'Obviously, so only I have come here. Uncle! I have been selected as a representative from my school at the World Essay Competition!!!'
'It is really great news, dear. Big opportunity. Congratulations!'
'Yes, a very special one. One day I will be the best writer like you.' He said with the stars in his eyes. He was touching the table of the office with an urge to earn it one day. He was looking at his uncle, who was busy writing his own works. He was looking so happy that this competition has opened the door of opportunities to him. He started dreaming that his essay has been selected as the best essay, and he is reading his name published in the newspaper.
'Hey, where you lost?' The elderly man said by weaving his hand in front of his face.
Uncle, how a world's best essay can be written? Can my essay get selected and published as number one?'
'Why not?' Uncle said with assurance. 'Anything can be possible in this world. You need to focus on the content and message of your essay.'
'I will do it very passionately. But you will have to help me. This is my order.' He said with sweetness.
'Okay, sir. Any more orders? Now can I do my work, my future writer?'
'Yes, uncle, that's all for now. But I will meet you soon with a concept.'
'All the best beta. Always remember that this pen is mighty. It can create destiny. A writer is a person who can bring change in society. It's proud to be a writer, and I am proud of you that you want to be a writer. I am sure you can do this. Do well.
'It was very motivational of you. Thank you, uncle. Now without disturbing you, I am going. Bye-bye.' He said by waving hand.
'Bye.'
******
'Hello uncle,' the boy said excitedly, 'I guess I have completed my essay. You have a look at it and tell me how it is and if any correction required, do let me know.'
'Oh, so my junior writer completed the essay very fast, huh. Very impressive, I am...