There are so many ways of writing a story. So many ways of making one and then deleting one. But none of them have a vague ending and none of them have a special meaning towards the end. For example, “to sir, with love”……great story. But the end was not imp…..what was imp was the beginning and the middle.
Alright, why am I writing this. I m writing a story about an author. An author so into writing that he has spent classes after classes in hope of getting so bored that he can write one story that made real sense. In his recollection, he has never been able to write one. Why? Well the answer is simple, he doesn’t know how to end a story at all. He actually sucks in it. He hates to end a story. He goes on writing and writing, thinking how to end the damn story…..but all he does is makes the entire story a mini-novel and then ends abruptly. Eventually he forgets the idea of the story, or forgets where he wrote it and then thinks he is a bad writer who just needs a proper ending quotes.
Maybe, he is good. Maybe he is amazing. Just maybe, he is so talented. But the hint of genius comes only in his mind, when he dreams, the words flow from his interior but never flows when he writes those thoughts down. He feels as if, he is forgetting what all to write. He feels that what he is writing is absolutely worthless and absolutely useless. And to tell u people the truth, he is right. His writing are absolutely bizarre and absolutely senseless and has no meaning. But one thing I like about our friend, the author, is that he is never tired from the dissolution of failure. He has seen many failures in his life and this is just another one.
He writes on various topics. Politics, politicians, leaders, losers, Korea, America, Japan, Russia, democrats, republicans, congress, parliament, monuments, pornography, Japanese heroes, loudspeakers, rickshaw walla’s, trains, buses, cars, raincoats, terrorists, peacemakers, girls, boys, intercourse, Pamela Anderson, Marilyn Monroe, nouns, proverbs, punctuations, questions, answers, computers, hypnosis, matrix, neo, trinity, love, hate, gays, lesbos, alter-egos, sadness, happiness, arrogance, movies, pink floyd, nirvana,Courtneylove………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
Now he is writing the story that will change everything. He is going to write the one and only of his stories where he has an ending without a hitch. And I am narrating the story which he is going to write. First of all, let us name this person. We might not need it, but our friend would obviously like a name. I want to call him Denver. I don’t know why.
Denver is sitting is a easy couch chair, leaning all back and waiting for thoughts to come to him. Generally, he is writing the first things that are coming in his mind. He is typing as fast as possible so that he doesn’t forget what he just thought. He is making a lot of mistakes. In Microsoft word, the lines in red are appearing in almost all the words. Sometimes he looks up to find the number of mistakes and this breaks his concentration and he gets slightly pissed with this. But he is keeping the calm he rarely has. He is shaking his left leg which is resting on his right leg. He simply looks up and finds that a certain content is flowing in him. But something is running in his mind that something is not really right. Somewhere, something has to give. He is thinking, I need a smoke. But he doesn’t want to take the risk of waiting again and writing the same story, so he keeps on typing and typing and typing and typing………
Denver thinks again and then reminds himself. He should smoke a little less. “This is nuisance”. He thinks. Someone in his neighborhood …his neighbor is playing a song he hates or dislikes. It irritates him a bit but, he thinks that was obvious. He looks to his right for the first time after nearly half an hour of writing. He looks up and the mistakes are flowing like rivers of red. Now his typing is as fast as possible. He thinks “At this rate, I will probably win a speed typing competition”. Shit!
Denver. Some say, the end of a story is most imp. He feels that the end makes the story and hence it is the most imp part. If the end is not right then the whole story sucks. For example, the godfather. If suppose in the end Marlon Brando wouldn’t have died and if Michael Corleone would not have become the godfather would the movie had done well………well it might have. But fuck those who think it would have been done in another way.
Denver and examples are a same pair. Without a solid example, he thinks that the derivation of a problem is unnecessary and shady. He is true sometimes. But what can u give example of a n-dimensional space. There is nothing in the world like that, but still there is something like that. But our friend thinks it is not……..he does not have an example and hence “fuck the n-dimensional theory”
Denver now has the end. It is like the scene from the movie “The Matrix Revolutions”. Where Agent Smith after fighting Neo, knows at that particular time he has to say something. He was supposed to say……everything that has a beginning has an end. In our case, he would not like to go so deep.
Denver has finished the story and thinks of the title………..he think….and thinks. Trying to give it a rock-alike title. Something to make him a part of Metallica or Nirvana…….so he gives the name……he gives “WRITING THE ENDING”.
The band that cruelly ran on my comp during the
time i wrote "writing the ending"...
INTERPOL.
