Monsoon is the best time !!!

Tara knew Jignesh loved her. She had felt his eyes follow her when she went to shelter the calves from rain and there was only warmth, she never once felt uncomfortable. The same sweetness became the cause for her reluctance to let him in for seldom did someone appreciate a beautiful soul alone. Destiny Won! At that precise moment when Jignesh held her lovingly and never once flinched at her acid scars gazing dreamily into her deep eyes did the sky pour in and Tara’s tears camouflaged with the raging rain! Rain Rain never go away for Tara and Jignesh?!

Polite Villian

villain_font_logo_by_unicornkiddo-d7rrosm.jpgAnaida’s father trusted Raghav, his best employee and his would be son-in-law beyond boundaries. Poor old fashioned gentleman, little did he know politeness is deception in pretty packaging.  The best part was even Anaida fell for his knight in shining armour feats. Raghav winced !he had tried to convince her to come to the hill top for a romantic date for without this his plan would be ruined. She had either sensed something or was very lucky. This time he had hired professionals,for every fairy tale needed a good old fashioned villian.  She arrived unaware of what was waiting. They were there hand in hand at the edge on the peak looking down 2000 ft and suddenly the two well built men surfaced and followed his orders. Her screams were unanswered,  She pleaded he laughed and finally one push and she fell shrinking to a dot. He chuckled “silly girl afraid of bungee jumping. See now she will get addicted to the sport”. The professional trainers nodded in accent.

Two is Company ; Three is Crowd

Challenge Prompt – 2: The title is the challenge prompt. Thanks Bobby for the prompt and this ones for you 🙂

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Mihika’s feeling of inconvenience and emotional tension had built up gradually in the past weeks. Amar’s growing intimacy with the third new entrant, Kiara in their happy live in nest made her uncomfortable, but there was no way to express it. Amar spent every moment awake with Kiara and she was not going out anywhere to lend Mihika the few stolen moments .

Amar constantly checked upon Kiara and has cute conversations with her. Mihika had tried dressing up, cozying , pleasing his taste buds but all went vain. Nothing could gain her that extra time or lengthy romantic looks she longed.

” Two is Company; Three is Crowd indeed ” she muttered,

” Such is the bond between fathers and their darling little daughters” Amar Chuckled.

Mihika’s coy looks met Amar’s intent gaze and as their lips met, Kiara’s loud cry was heard from the nursery.

“There he runs again”, said an exasperated Kiara…..

 

Queen rules

This one is for the challange prompt by Laavanya…..

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The stress increased progressively. The hours of working went up gradually from 12 to 18. Rest was passe she said. Guarding ourselves as a group in the era of apocalypse included eliminating a weak kin for the end was more gruesome in the hands of the enemies. The standards extended to such extent that the mating pairs were pre decided , survivable offspring.
“She sets standards, that the rest of us normal mortals find hard to live with”
For the queen Bee had to strengthen the hive with the rate of extinction the bees faced. Save bees, stop their extinction.

Name this?!

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They were trained not from birth but from the womb. There was no technology or combat they were novice. Arjun lead them, king of all arts. Neena the swiftest and best in combat team, longed him. There were situations that required informal punishments, swift justice. Arjun winced at his bane to be used as a boon, his claws shined in the moonlight. But this was confusing, a suspected social offender has been attacked by a wolf last night and it was not him. He was on vigil, the footsteps that were familiar yet not his ended abruptly outside this window.

He waited, they were always swift. When he saw that slim agile thing that jumped out of the patio window he picked pace. Quickly captured, a look at the claws glistening in moonlight, he froze. “If not in a pack shall we hunt as a duo? “ Neena asked playfully!

Karma – Play by the rule

Ritvik was in the majority. Son of a middle class banker but extremely quick witted. Seema the foolish rich lass was an easy target to entangle in his venomous trap called love. Finishing her wasn’t either difficult thanks to her bipolar disorder. Overdosing her and later cutting her 3 nerves under Palm was a convenient suicide.Bequethed with a grieving rich widower badge turning into an eligible bachelor was easy.

As planned Sera joined as his secretary marrying him after a careful year. All went well till Rita was born. Doctors were surprised that she had the same cut marks.If this was to be coincidence, Ritvik started complaining her eyes following him constantly and hearing her sinister laugh all time.

He was diagnosed with depression soon.

karma works for free mister…..

Elope – Old Fashioned?

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She had packed all her savings, not a penny less. Tonight was it. She could teach singing to earn and he excelled in plumbing and electrical. They were determined to take this step. They had enough domination and free advice for a lifetime. Tolerating ill-treatment at one’s own home was not easy. An incidental meeting at the local grocery store lead to stolen moments regularly. 

Here she is at the local railway station minutes crawling very slowly. She was confident he could not disappoint her but the instinctive fear did surface. At the exact moment the train entered he touched her shoulder and flashed his mesmerizing smile sans teeth.

The entire compartment looked in awe at the silver-haired, wrinkled Sam and Rose chatter nonstop all night like two happy birds.

Winning Entry – RD ASIA 2015 100 words

100 Word Story Winners 2015

The challenge was mighty: tell us a tale using exactly 100 well-chosen words. In this fast fiction contest there’s not a syllable to waste. Every detail needs to move the story along so, by the end, the reader is left chuckling or teased or – as we found with this year’s brilliant winner – simply amazed. Read on!

100 Word Story Winners 2015

Winner: Sowmya Ramkumar, Singapore

The blue dress fluttered tastefully. Pride
 decorated the village head’s face. A hundred pairs of bedazzled eyes
 watched. Someone opined it was black magic; another queried who is holding
 it? The women of the household received special attention. Kids imitated the
 object’s motion. Word went out to the neighbouring villages. Lemonade and 
candy floss vendors cashed in on the crowd that came to witness the spectacle.
 The priest was called to perform special rituals. Staring at the
 portrait of my grandfather dating back to circa 1900, I can hardly imagine 
the pride of owning a ceiling fan in then India.

Sowmya is a married 30-year-old chartered accountant and mother of one. “I am inspired by basic things that I can observe around me and I aspire to project them in an interesting manner.” She wins $1000.

The Judges said: A beautifully poetic piece that conjures up memories of another time and place.

Random Story Prompt – How to write precise

This post is a humble attempt to write on a story prompt, all under 100 words. An attempt to channelize the non tamable, strong and seductive imagination skills to work within a periphery. Check out if my story telling skills in shackles are as interesting as a free hit!!!

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Bedazzled was the word, he emptied pockets to own that piece. It never failed to impress his acquaintances. All was well, until one evening he noticed something strange, one of the three men looked sideways. He blamed it on the cheap wine. Sky fell on Friday when he noticed the umbrella in the painting held opened. He sat fixed at the piece the whole day. He was going crazy. Idea! He took his mobile and clicked proof. Seconds later he stood in a gloomy endless road, his room on the other side of the glass. He waited to be clicked.