‘Luisa! Do you have a pair of gloves I could borrow? It’s a bit nippy outside.’ ‘Sure. Just check in the closet.’ ‘Whoa!’ Mark blanched. ‘What exactly do you have in your closet.’ ‘Oh! Just stuff which I don’t have any use for.’ ‘Babe, your closet reeks something evil. Should I get rid of some … Continue reading Cleaning up my closet – Friday Fictioneers
‘If you serve these bloody Sea Urchins one more time, I’d have to seriously consider cannibalism as an option,’ Jamie snarled. ‘What are you saying? These are heavenly.’ Jimmy slurped his approval. ‘Can’t you catch a bloody mackerel or a snail? 100 days of Sea Urchin is not what I signed up for mate.’ ‘Sea … Continue reading 100 days of Eden! – FFfAW 143
Why do you laugh? Because this is all so stupid? I clown around to make you laugh. But, you’ll never understand.
Hello! Hello! Hello! Welcome back to #MicroMondays. This week, we are going to focus in the word 'Micro' and we are going to challenge you to write the shortest story so far in #MicroMondays history. That's right, this week's word count is going to just '21' and that's including the prompt. Ready? This week's prompt … Continue reading #MicroMondays – 6
Well, it's yet another week and yet another edition of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. I've been a bit under the weather over the past week and have not been able to come near the blogosphere much. I'd like to thank everyone who had commented on my last week's story. I apologize … Continue reading Crab Man, Superhero! – Friday Fictioneers
“What is it?” Malcolm Butcher, the Director of the Department for Extra Terrestrial Intelligence (DETI), frowned at the mud covered rock. “Tangible proof that our work hasn’t gone to waste, Sir.” Bud Mahoney, an overweight researcher, stammered in excitement. “Do you have concrete proof that this rock is alien?” “Absolutely, Sir. The top coating of … Continue reading The Prophecy – FFfAW141
Aloha! What makes writing fiction to prompts special? Whether the prompt is a picture, or a single word or as in true #MicroMondays style - a sentence from a book, it's undoubtedly the interpretation of the prompt that makes it special. For the same prompt, one can write in a variety of genres ranging from … Continue reading #MicroMondays – 5
I close the door shut and plop down on the couch with a sigh. Loosening my necktie, I close my eyes and stretch backward to work out the kinks in my tired body. I take a hot shower, fix myself a glass of single malt and stand on the balcony of my tastefully decorated penthouse … Continue reading The Important Stuff.
‘Dude, tell me about this girl you like.’ Pete sighed, ‘Man! Her name is Rachel.’ ‘Sigh, egh? Pretty?’ ‘So gorgeous, that I wanna cry.’ ‘Intense bro. What does this Rachel do?’ ‘She works in a big-ass store, man. Dunno which.’ ‘She interested in you?’ ‘Dunno, man! There’s this other guy in the scene.’ ‘They serious?’ … Continue reading I’ll be there for you – Friday Fictioneers
'Paul, nice facility you have here.' Paul London smiled at his friend. They were buddies from University. Though they'd been in touch over the years, they'd last seen each other ten years ago. They chitchatted for a while. Brian's eyes kept shifting back to the entrance of the steel recycling plant. 'What you looking at, … Continue reading Sins of the father – FFfAW 140
‘Nila, what is that you are wearing?’ A curious expression hovered on her mother Tara’s face. They were having lunch together in Tara’s staff room in the Vanara-puri School. ‘Oh, it’s nothing Mumma.’ ‘Here, let me take a look.’ Nila pulled her right hand behind her back in a swift motion. ‘Mumma, I said … Continue reading Vanara-puri tales 04: Nila is so cool
Bienvenidos! Today I was watching a really good movie about the first ever African American to play in the Major League Baseball, Jackie Robinson, on Amazon Prime and the it hit me that I had to get the prompt ready for the 4th edition of #MicroMondays. I looked up at the movie title and this … Continue reading #MicroMondays – 4
The girl didn’t notice my presence as she sifted through the various designer dresses on display in the chic boutique. She crinkled her nose at some, made disparaging comments at a couple and laughed openly at a black and gold A-line dress. With a disinterested look, she spent the next ten minutes going through the … Continue reading Broken Dreams – #FridayFotoFiction
Vanara-puri was a peaceful city inhabited by Monkeys of every imaginable species. Mr. Angad was the Head of Security of the city. Now, there wasn’t much work regarding security. There were sporadic disputes in sharing of fruits and on occasions the security force would comb the perimeter of Vanara-puri for predators and stragglers. Both herbivores … Continue reading Vanara-puri tales 03: The young thief
It was a day of celebration at Mr. Angad’s house. His son, Suri, had turned five and a party had been organized for his friends. Mr. Angad’s wife, Tara, had prepared a variety of dishes that the young monkeys liked. Pitchers of fresh fruit juices were kept for refreshment. Tara had baked a huge Strawberry … Continue reading Vanara-puri tales 02: Suri loses a race
Global warming killed all life forms. They say I’m to blame! The Angels didn’t want me, nor did the Devil. So I haunt the White House all by myself. Maybe, I should check the mansion. Heff might be around.
General Donald ‘Duck’ Trumpet looked at the Genie hovering before him. ‘You have two wishes. Use them wisely.’ ‘Make me color- blind.’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Yes! I would be able to see through the camouflages in the battlefield.’ ‘Granted!’ Duck’s wife cursed him on hearing his story. ‘You idiot! You should asked to become the … Continue reading Duck! – Friday Fictioneers
Inside a deep, dark jungle, hidden to the outside world was the beautiful monkey city of Vanara-puri. It was home to hundreds of monkey families belonging to different species. One such family was Mr. Angad’s. Mr. Angad was the Head of Security of Vanara-puri. His wife, Tara, was a teacher in the solitary school … Continue reading Vanara-puri tales 01: Nila learns a lesson
They watched her from their usual hiding place near the woods. She was, by far, the most gorgeous woman they had ever set their sights on. Their alcohol addled brains kicked into a lust-filled overdrive. The five men fanned out and converged upon her, taking her by surprise. Within seconds, they overpowered her and tied … Continue reading She! – FFfAW139
‘Why have I been called by your class teacher?’ Aryan mumbled, ‘I hit a boy in my class, dad.’ ‘Why?’ ‘He called me by a bad word, Dad!’ ‘It happens, Aryu. Did you explain to him what he said was wrong?’ ‘No!’ ‘You should have. Good and bad do exist in everyone, kiddo. You just … Continue reading Black & White – #MicroMondays