. . . my imaginary friend

You Never Call

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~ ~ ~ This 55-word story is in response to a prompt on ‘You Never Call’ from here.

Solitary

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“So, heard about the water shortage this year?” She asked like any stand-up comedian would start a joke. “Yyyepp! 30% short. I don’t get these farmers though. If they’ve no rain, let them have water tankers.” She grinned at a booing crowd. “Come on! Wouldn’t Marie Antoinette say that?” Her humor had but one fan. […]

Twinge

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He prepped himself for another operation. The routine procedure needed one change. 1. Get attracted. 2. Get attached. 3. Attack, be attacked; hurt, be hurt. 4. Dress the wound. 5. Rip the bandage. 6. Rinse, repeat. “She’s beautiful, what a lovely conversation,” his heart sang as his mind prepped to skip steps 2 to 5. […]

Owl

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“Owls painted on her room’s wall, an origami owl, an owl locket in her necklace, now she wants an owl tattoo! Doctor, surely her psyche is saying something.” Before the psychiatrist could say anything, the eleven year old said, “Mom, I’m wise in English and quite a fool in Hindi, doesn’t that say it all?” […]

There was a scribble and there was a ...

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Foul mood

Foul Mood: Fixed

           

ये न ग…

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चालला तू आपल्या मित्रान बरोबर, हसरे सगळे, मस्त मस्ती करत करत. हळूच मागे वळून, शोधलं मला, “ये न ग…” डोळे तुझे म्हणून गेले… मन माझा गेला थांबून, “यायचय मला” सांगून राहिला, अाग्रहाची गरज नाही तुझ्या डोळ्यांकडनं, पण विचारलं त्यांनी, हा विचारच किती… मी अाले ना अाले, फरक आता पडत नाही, तुझं विचारणच् जणु, सगळं काही…

Aftermath

Aftermath

He hugged her. Hugged her tight. They didn’t want to let go, just yet. He kissed the top of her head, she sighed. It was perfect in that moment. “Look up,” he said. “No. Our lips might meet.” “Would that be such a bad thing?” “No! Not at all!” It’s the aftermath that will kill.

Salvage

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“Sir, market value of your car is Rs. 57,000,” droned the valuator’s mechanical voice on phone, “company calculates salvage at 75%. So Rs. 42,750.” Tears trickled as he mumbled “ok”. “12 years of loyal service”, he thought, “How can they assign a Rupee value?” “So, that’s what he gets attached to?” she wondered, “Inanimate objects.” […]

Anguish

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Today’s 55-word prompt, “Anguish”, got me thinking in two opposite directions. So here you go, two for the price of one. 😉 Which one did you like better? * * * 147 Kenyans killed in an university. Afghan suicide attack kills 17. Rape. Farmer suicides. Honest officers die. Corrupt politicians thrive.   Not to mention, […]

in your letter box

order in chaos