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Redrawing Battle Lines

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Photo (c) Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Redrawing Battle Lines

Words 100

“Hello Guddu,” Khushi helped her son down from the bus, “how was school?”

“What’s for lunch?” He asked his favorite question.

“Chicken curry and rice.” She pulled him into a quick cuddle.

“Ma’am said we shouldn’t eat meat.”

Khushi sighed. Another battle.

“But darling you need your proteins. How else will you grow as tall and strong as your father?”

“Animals have feelings too. They hurt when…”

“Okay fine,” Khushi capitulated, “so you’re fine with no Maggi, no chocolates…?”

“No Maggi?”

Khushi shrugged. “Plants have feelings too.”

“I don’t want rice and chicken.” Guddu insisted. “I want a chicken burger.”

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt, click here.

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Mirror Images

Tree

Weathering storms

side by side,

together

for decades.

I forget

if that is you

Or me.

Linked to Becca’s Sunday Tree – 294

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SPF: Nipped in the Bud

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Nipped in the Bud

Words 201

“Impossible!”

“Nothing’s impossible.” Chotti said woodenly. Be still you traitorous heart.

“That’s just talk.” He scoffed.

“Don’t challenge me.” Chotti glowered.

He snorted. “That’s rich coming from someone who is mentally and vertically challenged.”

“I am petite.” Chotti declared snootily, “You are vertically unchallenged.”

“So you admit to being mentally challenged.” He smirked.

“Better than being rude, obnoxious…”

“Hey! I was only trying to help.”

“How? By being negative? By insulting me?”

“By being realistic. That’s too big a project. Drop it. Take up another.”

“Why? Because I am a girl?”

“Because you are a fool who has her head in the clouds.”

“Go away!” Chotti seethed. “I have no choice, there’s no time. This is it – do or die.”

He shrugged. “It’s your funeral.”

“Oh you think you are very funny don’t you?” Chotti ground out. “Instead of blathering, how about lending a hand?”

“Aha! Not too egoistic to ask for help?”

“Unlike some people.” Chotti sneered.

“I never need help.” He leaned closer, his breath warming her cheek.

“Exactly. You’re helpless.” Chotti rallied valiantly.

His rich laughter strummed her heart.

Enchanted, she gazed into his eyes, inches from hers.

“What the hell!” Daddy (aka ASR) stood at the doorway.

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Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction – a story in 200 words or less. Write and read more stories on this prompt here.

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The Denouement

This should work as a standalone story but for best results, please read this first blushing

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(c) Rich Voza

The Denouement

 

“Shouldn’t you be on the Mumbai flight?” Angel asked.

Laksh shrugged. “A brief detour.”

“Weren’t you dying to meet your sister?” Angel was still smarting. Just my luck – one decent guy in the batch and I look like his sister.

“You can resuscitate me.” Her heart fluttered. If only.

It was a fun flight back to Delhi. At least they were friends.

“Bye.” Angel said.

“Thanks for your company.”

Despite herself, Angel blushed. His eyes were warm. Too warm.

“My Namaste to Didi.” She reminded herself.

“Drop me at the Departure gate?”

Angel stared.

“By the way, I am an only child.”

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 Words: 102

Written for the Friday Fictioners (flash fiction in 100 words or less) hosted by Rochelle – thanks 🙂 For amazing stories on this prompt, click here.

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FFftAW #71: Crush(ed)

photo-20160620054715745 As Angel entered the library, her pace slowed and her breath quickened. She cast a quick glance at the corner seat. It was empty.

“Cheer up! Your crush will soon be here.” Divya teased.

“My crush?” Angel sneered. “I couldn’t care less.”

“There comes Laksh.” Divya grinned. “Your fan is cute.”

Feeling her color rise, Angel sat down and opened her books.

She sensed his eyes on her but she kept hers determinedly lowered. Until curiosity overpowered her. She looked up to find his eyes trained on her – an intense yet pleading look in them.

Embarrassed, she gathered her books and trotted off.

To her horror, Laksh followed her. “Wait!” he caught up with her just outside the door.

Red-faced, heart thudding Angel wondered what she would say if he came clean about his crush – dared she also…

“Excuse me?” She stared.

“I said I am sorry I didn’t mean to stare. You look exactly like my elder sister, a mother to me, miss her so much…”

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Words: 167

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Written for the FFfAW – 71st challenge (100 – 175 words). Thank you Priceless Joy for hosting it and TJ Paris for the photo prompt. Click here for awesome stories on this prompt.

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FFftPP # 24: A Dino Tale

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A Dino Tale

“MOM! Look what I found.” Dev ran inside.

“Yuck! What a mess!” Khushi dragged him off for a scrub.

“Why did you throw it? It was a T. rex bone!”

“No it wasn’t. It’s too small for a T. rex!”

“It was his finger bone.”

Khushi ruffled his hair. “You certainly have a T. rex bone in your head.”

“Really?” Deva’s eyes shone. “Oh I wish I was all T. rex bone.” He loped around howling and snarling.

Khushi couldn’t help laughing. “But remember, T. rex don’t eat Maggi.”

“Then I will be a Brontosaurus.” Dev decided.

“More like Maggisaurus!”

Deva gave a whoop and chanted. “Yay! I am Maggisaurus!”

“What the hell Aman! Can’t you ever do anything right?”

Dev froze and stared at Khushi. She smiled at him reassuringly.

“Mom,” he lowered his voice, “I think Daddy is a T. rex.”

Khushi’s lips twitched. “Really? You think so.”

He nodded. “Yes. He especially likes to chew on Aman Uncle.”

Khushi snorted. And me.

“Where’s Chotti?”

“Sleeping. Why?”

“Better keep her away from Daddy.”

“I thought you loved Daddy?”

“I do. He is T. rex! But I love Chotti too.” He paused. “Mostly.

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Words 200

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Quote of the day:

“ ‘Aeric!’ Grayson exclaimed, with genuine delight. ‘You’re not dead yet?’

‘Not yet,’ Aeric replied, looking pleased with his continued viability. ‘But I keep trying. And so do you, I hear!’ ” ― L.S. Baird, Evensong’s Heir

 

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Ek Jashn Yahan Bhi

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Hello to all fans of IPK.

As you all know, Ek Jashn is out and I guess many of you would love to air your views – like the good old days.big grin So taking a cue from vks, here is the perfect opportunity to speak up. And the good news is – to comment you dont need to provide your email ID. batting eyelashes

So what are you waiting for – get those fingers to dance on the keyboard – Happy days are here again. I wonder if Khulasa mami could be tempted to wake up from her stupor. thinking

EDIT 1: I have only recently come to realize that some of you are still reading Silver Streaks. I am indeed very touched – thank you. While I cannot at this juncture promise a resurrection of SS but perhaps I can (and indeed have been) be inspired to write a few flash fiction which I will link up to this page as and when I post them. Hope you like and do leave me a note – that works wonders as encouragement and inspiration 🙂

EDIT 2: This Post seems to be pretty popular for some reason! I wish I knew what you as a reader was searching for. Anyway, yielding to the (diverse – mostly internal) calls, I have started another Page – From DM’s Desk where all stories based on IPK/SS will be indexed.Two more have been added recently.

So if you havent read them already, please hop over there for a bit of fun and chitchat – as always I look forward to your comments and reactions.

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