“Resting? At your age, you should be running.” A middle-aged man chastised Raghu beside him on the park bench. “I do 20 laps and you gave up after just 10,” he snorted.
“I am trying.”
“Yeah right. All you youngsters are lazy lumps. Only good for junk food and video games.” He cast him a scathing look. “No wonder you are overweight. Look at me, so fit. If I were younger,” he broke off staring at the ground, “what’s that? Did you injure your leg? You’re bleeding!”
Raghu looked down. “Ah. Just a bit. I’m still adjusting to my new foot.”
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Inspired by the Jaipur foot and Sudha Chandran who reclaimed her place on the stage of dance after losing her leg in an accident with the help of the Jaipur foot.
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.
Written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle – a story in 100 words or less. Click here for other stories on this prompt. Thanks to Rochelle for the photo prompt.
Into the Ring
Words 101
Diwali was here.
Time for some clean up.
And new beginnings.
After days of dithering over the messy clutter, she took the plunge.
Choking, she tripped over the lamps – but alas, no genie appeared.
The sunglass display rack looked promising but it wobbled and swayed.
She let it go.
The pressure cooker?
On second thoughts, no.
Still fragile, she wasn’t ready to explore that angle yet.
She steadied her gaze and began.
Once upon a time,by the edge of the forest, there lived an evil witch alien. They had two smiling eyes, three ears and no lips.
The doorbell rang.
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Happy Diwali to everyone. So happy to be back after ages. Hope all of you have been well. Looking forward to be able to reconnect with you all 🙂
Hello and here’s hoping you are doing well in these difficult times. I am trying to get back to blogging but nothing new as of now. Unless you are into #IPKKND and Silver Streaks. In which case, Season 2 is now underway. See you there 🙂
Photo (c) Susan Spaulding
The Christmas Gift
Words 200
“I wonder what Santa will gift me this year.” Rimi mused.
“Lucky you,” Rimi’s grandfather was jealous, “In my time there was no Santa.”
“That’s not possible!” Rimi protested. “Perhaps you were a bad boy.”
“I was always a good boy.” Huffed Dadu. “It’s not fair that I didn’t get any toys. Not even on my birthday.”
“Aww.” Rimi commiserated. “I’ll ask Santa!”
“As if he’ll agree.” Dadu snorted.
The next morning, Rimi ran to Dadu. “Guess what I saw last night?”
“What?”
“A thick blanket of snow covered the garden…”
“But it never snows here!”
She stamped her foot. “It did last night.”
“Fine!”
“Elves sat around the stumps talking when a sleigh drew up in a shower of snow. I jumped out and asked Santa why he didn’t give you gifts.”
“What did he say?”
“He said his GPS wasn’t as advanced then.”
Dadu coughed.
“I said, why not gift him now? But Santa said he brought gifts for only children.”
“I told you so!” Dadu grumbled.
“But I managed to convince him!” Rimi was triumphant.
“How?”
“I said what about those in their second childhood?”
Dadu laughed and enfolded Rimi in his arms. “My best gift ever!”
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Written (after ages) for the Sunday Photo Fiction – a story in 200 words or less. Thanks to Susan Spaulding for hosting the challenge and for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.
Just like the ones she needed to fulfill her New Year resolution.
Perhaps she could buy one before the year ended. At least it would be a step in the right direction. The shoes looked comfortable, not something that would give shoe bite. But probably beyond her shoestring budget, she sighed.
Perhaps she would dig out an old pair, go for a walk, and find some inspiration on the way.
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and Adam Ickes for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt (and showcase your story) click here.
Something is better than nothing right? Or not? Go on say it!
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