Sharing excellent piece by Reena, during her visit to the cafe.

Reena Saxena

I see myself disappearing under multiple layers of your perspectives. You did a good job in storytelling though. A dash of your colourful imagination was needed to make the tale spicy and juicy. What is the fun in telling a story, if it does not make the listener inquisitive?

I love the chain reaction it sets, as each teller adds a bit of himself or herself to the picture. There I stand, not an individual anymore, but a medley of different images. One could slice a knife through the thick layers of icing, and yet, not find me.

Will I take the challenge and deny the stories, or just enjoy being an actor? I enjoy the safety of my solitude, as you failed to reach the real me, once again…..

imposed role-playing

I become a character

in your best stories

Tuesday Chatter Weekly- BrewSpew

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  7 comments for “Gossip

  1. 03/11/2018 at 3:08 pm

    Tank you for sharing!

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  2. 03/12/2018 at 12:15 pm

    Hope you are well. I tagged you on my post for The 3 Days, 3 Quotes Tag:
    eel free to participate, no pressure if its not your thing to do! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • 03/12/2018 at 7:18 pm

      Thank you for tagging me, Piyali, but, I prefer to opt out where I have to pass the tag to another blogger. I was inundated with award nominations when I began my blog and decided to label both of my blogs as award free, mainly because of having to tag other bloggers. I appreciate you thinking of me.

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  3. 03/14/2018 at 1:01 pm

    Gossip..both bad and good can come from the chatter…embelishments can be quite twisted though.

    Liked by 1 person

    • 03/14/2018 at 10:07 pm

      True, Donna-Luisa. Chatter can take on a completely different personality with embellishments.

      Liked by 1 person

  4. 03/14/2018 at 2:01 pm

    The comments section of a blog can serve as a sort of “telephone tree”, where the topic seems to draw out a reader’s “I remember when THIS happened…”


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