So there we were, five of us, stuck at work at 7pm. Reason? I couldn't come up with a title. Now, of course you might say, 'Oh, come on M. You write, and writers are supposed to be good at this'. But I'm not. I suck so bad at coming up with anything when my brain is fast asleep. Tell me, what sort of a silly brain would be this lazy knowing that its job is a regular day shift.
Monday, 28 June 2010
Ok, five hours. And still no title.
'Come on, just give me a hint. Anything. I don't want another article on Jodhpur with the 'Blue-city' title. It's overdone.', my boss said, rather irritated with me.
I was thinking. I mean, trying to think of anything and everything blue. Trying to get my stupid brain to wake up - Blue suede shoes, royal blue, cerulean blue, oasis blue, blue lagoon, blue frog, blue roses, blue films. What not.
But nothing fit. It felt like walking into a shoe store that was filled with odds. Finally, a tiny little idea popped up out of nowhere. Hey, at least it sounded brilliant in my head.
'How about 'Blue Belles of Jodhpur'? That photo story has images of pretty women doesn't it?'
My boss looked at me incredulously. Seriously. For three minutes straight. And then says -
'Wow. Yes, just the brilliant idea I've been waiting for. So do you have sub links to porn sites to go with the story?'
Wait - was that sarcasm in his tone? It's not my fault that my brain falls asleep now and then. At least, I TRIED, OK?
Sigh. Someone help me.
Posted by Meera Vijayann at 02:13