Posted: 16 October 2012 at 5:34am | IP Logged
So this is a combined comment for Chapter 9 and Epilogue. Honestly the charm of what you want to comment right after you read something is gone if you write it out after so many days, so I apologize in advance if this comment isn't upto expectations.
Morning came, birds chirped, cars honked and I woke up.
^^ Brilliant. It's like stream is flowing serenely and suddenly it falls down a waterfall. There are a lot of such small sentences that you write that are amazing. How old are you?
It was just brilliant. I mean yes honestly I don't remember most of the things I thought about it when I read first. But i remember there was this warm feeling in my heart about the fact the KD did everything to make her remember and realize she loved him and she knew that.
'You really like my kisses don't you?'
^^ Me: Obviously you duffer!!
I'm Slytherin, on Pottermore.
Hugging Panchi. Fine. Hugging RV. Didn't KD knock on her head to check if her brain was still there?!
She just has a cray Inner Peace fetich I'm telling you. No one rants about the same thing so damn much!!
And the little tid-bits of KiSha interaction in this part set it way apart from rest of the story. Beautiful.
Eeek! I can't believe that I snagged the best guy in the whole wide world! I deserve a pat on the back. And so, I did exactly that, and KD, who's just walked into my room with two mugs of hot chocolate looks at me like I'm an absolute nutter. What? Does he never do that when he's proud of himself? He doesn't. I asked him. He is lazy and he can't be bothered to do that when there is someone else to do that for him, he said. I patted his back for him on that note and I noticed that his back is quite toned and sexy. Just like the rest of him.
^^ Okay. She's now officially as crazy as me. Good enough no one know where I keep my journal!! And KD, man, kya attitude hai bande mein!!
Master Shifu just rolled his eyes and went back to meditating. He ain't as interested in a girl's personal journal as KD is, you see!
Sorry about the part I was to write. Just couldn't.
Maybe someday else I'll write something for you. There's a lot more creativity to flow from my fingers in the future.