Plundering knew no bounds under pretext of war. Every piece of gold was torn from the beautiful bodies of the lovely lasses. Tisha was tired and could not even resist when that anti-social element raped her before cutting off her jugular vein and plundering the neckpiece! But that Kid hidden in the attic did! The Atlantic War had manufactured use and throw humans! Exactly thirty years later that man stood on the bridge kissing the neckpiece before breaking into sobs, for now he had gifted the plunderer a blissful sleep deep within the river. Crime breeds Revenge; Compassion breeds compassion!
Devan was shattered, seventy years was hardly an age to manage divorce. Kanchi will know of his long buried lies and she was a stubborn lady. Preoperative tests for his pancreatic surgery were on and the doctor immediately knew what he had concealed through fifty long years of marriage. She was arriving and he was awaiting the disaster. Kanchi entered the room and approached Devan with her wobbly walk and a fixated stare. His eyes were pleading guilty until Kanchi laughed aloud and said your smile was always natural, just not the teeth my darling!
She was not worried initially, but his constant late coming from college coupled with sleazy gossips ignited many scary imaginations. She could no longer use self-assurance as the sole pacifier and stood outside that bungalow, determined to prove people wrong. Her motherly heart broke into a million pieces when she saw her son entering that brothel, being received with smiles. Shivering with revulsion, she unveiled the curtain to look at the horror herself! She sobbed shedding tears of joy as her son sat there tutoring English to the kids of the house. Ideologies are meant to be challenged after all!!!
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?!
Anaida’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.
Challenge Prompt – 2: The title is the challenge prompt. Thanks Bobby for the prompt and this ones for you 🙂
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…..
This one is for the challange prompt by Laavanya…..
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.
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!
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…..
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.