And the Oscar Goes to…
Words 98
“Congratulations!” Shobha hugged Neha.
“Thank you Shobha Aunty. I admit to feeling victorious! You look stunning and…”
“It’s your day Neha. Let’s talk about you…”
“…And no wonder, even after three decades, Uncle is still besotted with you…oh look – Shobha Aunty’s blushing!”
“Why would I blush? Your Uncle should – he’s the one besotted.”
“Oh but I am blushing.” Uncle butted in. “It’s hidden under the tan!”
Liquor and laughter overflowed.
Shobha’s cheeks hurt from all the smiling.
She couldn’t wait to take off her heavy sari and slip into the tattered nightie that mirrored her wedded life.
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to J Hardy Carroll for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here
Thanks for reading and commenting 😉
For readers of Moonshine, here's Chapter 144
Such a turn-around in the last two lines, after all the smiles and laughter. Nice one!
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Ironically beautiful…i cant believe it that the twist is sooooawaited in every line and everyword you write, here the bomb goes…booom….you have practices the art well….
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Thank you!😊
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Wow what a great last line. Hidden faces indeed
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Thank you Laurie 🙂
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Clever twist in the last line. Why DO we hide the wreckage that is our private lives?
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Probably in the hope that one day things will be better…thank you for reading 🙂
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Dear Dahlia,
Brilliant title. Sobha is quite the actress. Very well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Yay! Thank you Rochelle 🙂
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The last two line is heavily loaded with profound meanings…. especially that she can’t wait to go back to her wrecked life.
What an imagination for this picture prompt (claps)
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Aww thanks so much Su 🙂
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There’s a line from a Billy Joel song that pretty much sums it up. “We all have a face that we hide away forever and we take it out and show ourselves when everyone has gone.”
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Nice! Will look it up thanks 🙂
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Bitter twist to a sweet tale. Love it.
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Thank you!
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For a sari to be heavy, it has nothing to do with the material….
Beautifully done, Dahlia
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Thanks so much Dale 🙂
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That tattered nightie is a powerful symbol. Good job.
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Thank you 🙂
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Nice twist at the end!
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Thanks Megs 🙂
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Wow this is simply awesome…
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Glad you liked 🙂
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Maybe your happiness doesn’t stem from being dressed in silk after all.
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That is another story 🙂 Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Whoa! Those last lines!!!! Good job, Dahlia. 🙂
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Thanks Shweta😊
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Clever twist nicely exposed by the tattered nightie. Delightful!
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Thanks a lot Alicia 🙂
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Who knows what lies beneath the facade of happiness. Beautifully done, great twist at the end.
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Thank you!
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Wonder if it would be a relief for her to get back into her tattered nightie…not to be pulled down by the heavy saree and just be her
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I am sure it would be!
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Great bombshell of a last line revealing the truth under the mask they wear in public
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Thanks Michael for reading and your kind comment
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Beautifully set up and a lovely pace throughout. That ending is a kicker. Well done
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Thanks so much Lynn 🙂
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My pleasure 🙂
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Great ending twist, Dahlia. I would bet the drink has something to do with the marriage problems. What a shame. Good writing. —- Suzanne
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Perhaps! Thanks Suzanne 🙂
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Loved the surprise twist at end. Made me want to cry.
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Ah thank you so much for the lovely comment 🙂
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