That Evening…

Finally, she said Yes!! My joy knew no bounds. We were going on a date that night, to celebrate this happy day. The soft romantic number playing on the radio, complemented my rapturous mood perfectly.

I took care to dress well. Looking at the mirror, I chuckled. “Hmm, not bad” I said to myself. I splashed some extra cologne and was all set for our celebratory dinner. Looking at the watch, I reminded myself not to be late. She would be here any moment.

As I was coming down the stairs, the sound of the gunshot pierced into the stillness of the evening. I saw her body collapse onto the floor by the front door. A dark figure, furtively darted into the fading dusk outside. I sat there numbed with shock, too dazed to move.

 “Cut!”, called the Director. Good shot Morgan! Let’s pack up for the day.

Sadje’s WDYS #132

The Fake Life!

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She was a glamourous young actress at the peak of her career. She had name, fame and money.

Her plastic smile, her chiseled body, her empty followers on social media, the many trophies standing in her living room, all seemed so hollow to her.

Looking at herself in the mirror, a repulsive feeling engulfed her. There was nothing about her that was genuine. Her life was fabricated to project a picture of perfection.

She felt everything about her was a lie.

Disgusted with the fakeness of her persona, in the dark of the night, she disappeared without a word to anyone, in search of her true identity!

Reena’s Xploration Challenge: #217 :

Everything about her was a lie….”

You are free to incorporate the line in your piece, or just use it as a theme.

Lock down Stories!

Bulbul’s twenty word tale : Story

I have written 4, twenty word tales. Each can be read as an individual tale or together as one.

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  1. The pandemic scripted a sad story in the book of life. All are eagerly awaiting the end of this chapter.

2. Emotions ruled the roost of lock-down stories. Some people scripted success stories, while others had a sad ending. Life goes on…

3. Confined within the four walls of home, I sought solace in writing to avoid the constant disagreements brewing between us.

4. They knocked on my head, I opened my heart and words flowed. Never imagined to be a best-selling author.

The Gamble!

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AK was known for rebellious temperament, who always enjoyed swimming against the tide.

Against everyone’s advice, he invested a huge sum of money in an extravagant commercial Bollywood movie, with only a male cast.

Would his gamble pay off?

Sonya’s Three line tale #266

Reena’s exploration challenge #175 : write a story/anecdote/non-fiction piece which does not involve a woman.

Micro fiction – And the Suspense Continues…

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The city woke up to a strange sight one morning. A yellow lopsided house, popped up in the middle of the park. The media and people thronged the site to witness this unusual structure.

Breaking News bombarded the channels worldwide. Though the house was dark, the windows and door closed, strange sounds could be heard from within. A wave of panic gripped the city.

“Experts from various fields have come in to assess and understand this bizarre structure.

 What is this? After Covid 19, now what is the world going to be gripped by?” Blared the news reporter into the camera.

We’ll keep you updated after this short break. Please stay tuned!

Sadje’s WDYS #70

V’ J’s weekly challenge : Wave

Poison!

3 twenty word stories in response to Bulbul’s TWT prompt : Poison

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1. A seed of doubt sprout in her mind, concocting baseless stories. Self-poisoning led to the death of their beautiful relationship.

2. Few religious fanatics with ulterior motives, poison gullible young minds with the promise of heaven, tearing apart the nation’s soul.

3. Callous attitude, selfish motive, reckless dumping of plastic. Aren’t we slow poisoning our planet and digging our own grave?

Free!

Shweta’s 6 word story : Free. Put together a few tales. Hope you like them.

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Hooked to phone – free time vanishes!

Breakup did not free the memories.

Divorce, freed her from abusive relationship.

Her free verses captured many hearts.

Tiny joys of life – Absolutely free!

Break free, from stereotype societal molds.

Free of thoughts, she experienced bliss.

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