Michael gave up. His art, like his life, was an unmitigated disaster. He had set out to pour all his passion, effort and love into what he hoped would become his masterpiece, but had failed miserably.
Michael threw his aerosol can away and stood up. He climbed the parapet and walked towards the edge. One more step – he would be free of all the troubles and disappointments of this life. He observed other artists, cans in hand, going about their work. There was excitement in the air. A guy in a black tee and khakis hollered a greeting.
He was about to jump when his eyes fell on a fat guy in a red tee, on the terrace below, spraying in childish swirls. The vulgar ones called him ‘The Fat Retardo’. Michael observed the guy’s struggles and called out.
“Oi! What are you writing mate?”
He didn’t look up, “I like everybody. Everything is nice. That’s what I wanna graffit.”
Michael picked up an aerosol can and went to help his new friend.
Word Count: 175
This piece of fiction is an entry for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by Priceless Joy.
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I agree — sometimes stories need a happy ending. Just like we do in life. Art and friendship as saviours — excellent way to make a positive statement about life and giving everyone an equal chance.
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Thanks for the nice comment. Cheers, Varad
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The most unlikely guy changed his perspective to his life and art. a very positive write-up.
great.
http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/07/aiming-for-heights.html
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That’s the wonder that is life, right?
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This just goes to show that there is always hope and at times it comes from the least unlikely sources. Well written, Varad.
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Yes, all we need to do is keep our eyes open. Thanks for the comment, Neel. Cheers, Varad
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A nice positive ending. Very good.
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Couldn’t write two sad stories on the same day, mate. Also this prompt gave me the chance to put a positive spin on a defeatist tale. Cheers, Varad
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Nice swing from defeatist to optimistic.
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Every one deserves a second go at the great game called life. Whether you motivate yourselves to do it or find motivation elsewhere, it’s worth it. Cheers for the comment, Varad
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Oh, wait, let me help you!
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Cheers!
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Thankful for the happy ending, just when it looked bad for him. Nice take.
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Can’t have morose endings always, Iain. Thanks for the comment. Cheers, Varad
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Aww the ending made me smile. Sometimes, by helping others, we help ourselves 🙂
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Well said, Jade. That was the image I got from this prompt. Cheers, Varad
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Great story! I’m happy that he made a new friend of the guy that everyone was teasing.
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Sometimes, friendship and help comes from the least likely sources. Thanks for another great prompt, PJ. Cheers, Varad
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