The Mahatma within
This was presented on November 20th, 2005 as a Creative Writing assignment. The goal of the prompt was to expose traits of a character, set up in an imaginary situation such as a party, a dinner, or any public gathering. Dialogue was not a demand, and it remained for the actions and physical appearance of the character, taken in a snap shot, to reveal its characteristics. It had to be a famous individual.
He sat in a humble fashion, looking at the food that has been so liberally spread before him. His narrow frame and his bones almost portruding from it, all those just sat silently and looked at the food for quite some time.
Much to my amazement, he reached out and grabbed a small piece of bread. He turned it in his hands, cut it up into yet smaller pieces, and then proceeded to putting it between his thin lips. From there the crumb moved downwards to his throat in a most visible manner.
The Mahatma then fixed his eyes on the ground and sat quietly for a while. Then he started chanting in a low voice, and never in English.
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March 6th, 2006 at 10:47 am
Your descriptions of the small details are consistently excellent. It’s one of the things I like best about your writing style!
March 6th, 2006 at 12:43 pm
This is excellent writing, i enjoyed it very much :)
March 8th, 2006 at 10:48 am
I am glad you enjoyed this bit, She and Bakkouz. Hopefully some more will be posted in the near future.