361 “And Then There Were None” (A Novel by Agatha Christie)

My friend lent me a book about a detective fiction the year that was 2008. A magnificent work by Agatha Christie, published first in UK under the title of Ten Little Niggers. A very tricky puzzle, mind-twisting plot and impeccably planned murders in an isolated island, And Then There Were None is also known for the title Ten Little Indians.

I used to be a fan of gore and morbid books (photos and movies as well) so she thought I might like it—and yes, I did. It was one of the best books I’ve read. In fact, I saved a copy of the rhyme* from which the scheme of the crime was based and the manuscript document written by the brilliant killer stating how he ingeniously conceptualized, planned and did the murder-by-murder carnage.

According to Wikipedia, the novel has been acknowledged for being the world’s best-selling mystery and the seventh most popular book of all time. It has been also adapted into several plays, films and video game.

*Ten Little Indians
(also Ten Little Niggers, Ten Little Soldiers)

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.

Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.

Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon;
One said he’d stay there and then there were seven.

Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.

Six little Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.

Five little Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.

Four little Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.

Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.

Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.

One little Indian boy left all alone;
He went and hanged himself and then there were none.

This post was originally posted in my Facebook timeline on June 24, 2009.

141 Re: Breathing Room

Response to Daily Prompt’s Breathing Room:

“An extra room has magically been added to your home overnight. The catch: if you add more than three items to it, it disappears. How do you use it?”

 Breathing 03 Room


Magical –
as a night sky full of stars;
Over the night –
gone in the sun light;
Added room –
library of my own
Run in the rain, fly a kite
One at a time, the irony of life
Not more than three
is what I am allowed
Family, work, money
nothing is easy
Dream of the future
but present is reality
When life is at stake
you just want to escape
Read a book –
enter somebody else’s nook
When all seems to break
you just want to take a break
Come, bring nothing
but heart, mind and soul
Silence, keep me forever
My breathing room, my shelter.