Category: Microfiction

FF: Of Choices

Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here to play or read other stories on this prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

FF: Of Choices

Words 100

“Stay here for a bit.” She instructed and vanished.

Devika didn’t even notice that she was alone.

Red!

Blue!

Green!

The rectangular ones?

But the square yellow ones were the most sought after.

What about those on the topmost shelf?

Dare she climb that high?

What if she fell off and hurt herself?

Perhaps the nearest ones would be safest.

Yet, the pink ones tugged at her heart.

She looked around wishing, wanting, dithering until she was dizzy.

“Dear Mother,” she folded her hands, “give me what You think is best for me and let me be content in that.”

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FF: Broken Beauty

Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here for other stories on this prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind

Broken Beauty

Words 100

“We have some questions Mr Kar.” Rakesh flashed his ID.

“Yes?”

“It’s over a month since your wife disappeared?”

“Yes.”

“Any messages. Calls?”

“No.”

“Any suspicions?”

“None.”

“Great garden.” Rakesh looked around. “I too like gardening.”

“Thanks.”

 “That’s quite a contrast, though,” he pointed, “raw, wild and beautiful.”

“That was my wife’s space.”

 “Ah.”

Rakesh stumbled over a loose stone slab.

“Careful. Let’s go back. There’re all sorts of insects, bugs, even snakes.”

“Interesting.” Rakesh bent down. “Only a couple of slabs have the prolific creeping Jenny around them.”

“Why run?” Rakesh called. “I’ll drive you to the police station.”

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FF: Divided

Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here for other stories on this prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Divided

Words 100

“Must you always win?” The chair overturned as Rohan stormed out.

Dave held Sheila back. “Let him be. He’s had a bad day.”

“That’s no excuse for bad manners.” Sheila fumed.

“Maybe he’s hungry.” Binna said.

“Who isn’t?” Sheila was in no mood to be pacified. “Always bulldozing…”

“When did I ever?” Rohan was back.

“Last Sunday, when we…” Sheila began counting.

“It was my birthday…”

“Today’s mine.” Binna raised a hand.

“Right!” Rohan clicked his fingers. “And you’d naturally prefer chole bhature over tacos.” He smirked.

 “Nope.” Binna countered with a smug smile. “I ordered tteokbokki.”

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Hello everyone! I sneaked in last week and hope to stick around for a long(er) period this time. Looking forward to catching up with all of you. Happy weekend 🙂

WWP #287: Not So Sweet Revenge

Hello! I am back with a piece for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt – Revenge in exactly 79 words. Hope you like!

Not so Sweet Revenge

Words 79

“Where’s Deva?”

“Daddy!” Chotti ran to him sobbing. “He’s gone off to play football. He has an exam tomorrow as well.”

“That boy.”

““He’s always playing.” Chotti rubbed it in. “Or teasing me.” She pouted.

“Hari Prakash!” Her father shouted. “Go get Deva home immediately.”

Chotti skipped, but stopped short.

“Daddy, let him play today.” She wore her most angelic expression. “Scold him later.”

“Why?” He frowned.

“Because, he promised to get her an ice cream today,” Khushi revealed.

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Thanks for reading, would love to hear your thoughts. Have a super day ahead

FF: The Monster

Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here for other stories on this prompt.

Photo prompt Sandra Crook

The Monster

Words 101

“Nani,” Chotti pulled at her granny’s hand, “let’s go the other way.”

“But that’s so much longer dear!”

“Chotti is terrified of afraid of that,” Deva snickered nodding his head.

“That’s just a hill.”

“No Nani,” Angel clung to her hand “that’s a monster from space. It’s face was eaten up by the creeper.” Her eyes were wide with terror.

“Deva.” Nani looked at him reprovingly.

“It wasn’t me! “He raised his hand solemnly, but couldn’t quite hide the gleam in his eye.

“Chotti,” Deva capitulated, “the creeper is actually trying to save the poor monster from being completely washed away.”

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So, what do you think? Go on, say something 😀

Have a super weekend and thanks for dropping by.

6WSP: Goodbye

Hello everyone, hope you all are having a good weekend, not like me down with a headache, since yesterday and an awful night. Decided to cheer myself with some virtual fun – anything to get my mind off my headache 😀

I am attempting two challenges together – Shweta’s Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (the prompt this week is Goodbye) and Debbie’s Saturday six-word musings (my first time) where the “key rule is to have a title of six words – and then create around that the post that you desire! Perhaps in bunches of 6 words if you’re feeling inspired.”

A few 6 word stories which I think work alone and perhaps as a bunch too.

I hope I am not breaking any rules 😛

Here goes:

Goodbye

She always had the last word

Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.

How about also see you tomorrow?

Sure. At the beach. Same time.

Well? Or should I not ask?

Thanks for visiting 😀

WWP #285: The Search Continues

Here’s my submission for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt  and the challenge is to is to write a piece is exactly 50 words – the word is “thalassic”.

The Search Continues

Words 50

“The prompt this week is ‘thalassic’.”

“What’s that?

“Something to do with the sea, seagoing, seashore…”

“We haven’t visited the sea in a while, have we?”

“Almost a decade.”

“Everyone, shall we go? Andamans?”

“Too expensive!”

“I’ve no leaves left.”

 “The weather’s not good for traveling.”

“Abyssal is another option…”

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I learnt a new word this week, actually many – thank you Sammi 🙂 Did you know? Care to join the challenge? Thank you for reading – have a super week ahead.

FF: Faded

Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here for other stories on this prompt.

Photo prompt Dale Rogerson

Faded

Words 100

“Crying?” His gruff voice broke into her reverie.

“I’m not.” She huffed.

A familiar yet unfamiliar touch.

She jerked away as more tears rolled down. “I thought you couldn’t see in the darkness?” She said stiffly.

“After all these years, I don’t have to ‘see’ to know…”

“How many years before you know what I’m thinking?”

“Many lives. You’re mysterious.” He settled down beside her. “Part of your charm,” he coaxed.

“Thinking of my first love.” She confessed. “I miss him.”

“First love? Who’s that? Where’s he?”

“Even I wonder.” Khushi stared at him as the lights came back on.

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FF: Tripped Up

Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here for other stories on this prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Bill Reynolds

Tripped Up

Words: 98

“Where’s Mom?”

“How would I know?”

“She’s your wife too!”

“Not any longer.” He gave a snort.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing.” He turned away and resumed packing.

“Where are you going?”

“Camping. Hiking. Boating. Barbecue.” He smacked his lips. “Why?”

“Without Mom?”

“Yeah, so?”

“Who would do all the work? You?”

“What do you mean?!”

“As if you don’t know.”

“I don’t.” His father heaved the can but couldn’t lift it. He gave up and attempted to drag it.

“Just a minute,” his son stopped him and raised the lid.

He found his mother.

Chopped into pieces.

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Six Word Saturday # 390

Hello and hope you are having a grand weekend. I found another interesting challenge – Six word Saturday (6WS). Given my penchant for rambling, I thought this would be good discipline. So here goes – do let me know what you think. You are welcome to use to more than 6 words 😉

I do.

But we did not.

 

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