
Masked
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“Isn’t she tall?” Lakhishree nudged her granddaughter at the airport.
Towering over the crowd, she was a kaleidoscope of colors. Blue jeans, red shoes and a multicolored woolen cap complete with a green pompom jammed over her shoulder length dark blonde hair. Any color missing from the ensemble was taken care of in the muffler draped around her neck. At the counter she fiddled with her unruly hair. Armed with the boarding pass, she turned.
Gia giggled. “She’s a he!”
Obviously a foreigner, he sported a day’s stubble and a toothbrush mustache.
Lakhishree sniffed.
They ran into him again at the coffee shop.
“He’s cute.” Gia said.
“Shush! He’ll hear you.” Lakhishree looked at him critically. “Looks like an out and out junkie.” She spoke in Bengali. “Stay away from him.”
“What!” Gia was flabbergasted. “I was just looking.”
“Well don’t. Who knows…?”
“Relax Granny!”
“Come, let’s go.” Lakhishree hustled Gia.
“Excuse me Madam,” it was the cute junkie, “you dropped your boarding card.”
Mumbling ‘thanks,’ Lakhishree snatched it.
Gia smiled at him.
“Hello.” He smiled back. “I have to confess,” He coughed, “I am a coffee addict.”
With a wink, he loped off.
His Bengali was only slightly accented.
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Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction, a story in 200 words or less, hosted by Alistair Forbes. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here
Thanks for reading – any comments?
That made me smile. His sense of humour with them is great. Good story
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Thank you! 🙂
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Ha ha – I’m glad he saw the funny side of their conversation about him. A sweet story, nicely done 🙂
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Thanks Iain 🙂
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A nice story about not judging people by appearances. Well done.
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Thanks Kecia 🙂
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Well written story! 🙂
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Thanks a lot Amy 🙂
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Cute story. My Grandma is like that too. She would come downtown for a concert at the music hall and we’d pass by the bus stop really fast because she was afraid of all the homeless people. We tried to tell her, they were mostly just students waiting for the bus. Lol. Nice write!
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😀 Thanks for sharing that 🙂
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Nice! You always express yourself so well. Beautiful and simple.
Peta
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Thanks for the lovely compliment Peta 🙂
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Lol…he is so colorful with humor too… 🙂
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😀
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He unmasked himself splendidly. It takes a great character and strength to turn negatives to a positive. What a masked glass and what an unmasked personality… well done Dhalia 🙂
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Yeh kaun aya roshan ho gayi… 😀
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Cute story. That was probably embarrassing but Lakhishree deserved it. He was a good sport about. Good writing, Dahlia. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Yes, I guess he has had similar experiences with his granny/ies or perhaps he was happy that Gia found him cute 😉 Thanks Suzanne 🙂
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Very well done, Dahlia. Very sweet interaction.
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Thanks Sascha 🙂
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