Mona weighed herself for the third time on that day. The gain of twenty pounds was not likely to vanish soon. Just like the never-ending problems in her life. Food was faithful, food was not fickle. It never failed to satisfy, unlike human beings. She had found solace in the brown molten mass of chocolate … Continue reading Molten Lava
The color of blood spattered on the sky unnerved her. Did he carry it so far? The police could find no clues to the murder, and she had heaved a sigh of relief after the funeral. Inspired by Sonya at 3LineTales - Week 66
She entered Nepean District Hospital again, with a firm resolve. She will terminate this pregnancy. No other child will have an unhappy mother, and lead the miserable life which she had led. A whining, complaining mother blaming others for her plight is the biggest scar on a sane person’s psyche. It affects all relationships. She … Continue reading The Abortion Law
The horizon was painted an unrealistic yellow. She felt that her vision was blurred by life in the concrete jungle. Aman’s perspective had certainly changed. He looked at the skyscrapers, and thought about the price of a single apartment in that building. When will that terrace flat with a glass ceiling fall in his affordable … Continue reading A night under the stars
He had achieved his target for the month, and hoped to be rewarded. Somehow, the mental images of grieving people and dark, dreary funerals pulled him down, to dilute the sense of victory. He decided to take a contemplative break. Driving through the clouds had not been easy, and some of those desperate souls kept … Continue reading The Unborn Child
Leila returned to that small town, on receiving a letter from Peter’s lawyer. Peter had passed away last week, and had left a small inheritance in her name. She had left him twenty years ago, to build an acting career in the city. She had achieved moderate success, and the amount of inheritance did not … Continue reading The Log Cabin
He had paid in advance for his terminally ill father’s funeral. He saw the birds from the plane window. Perhaps, a crow had died somewhere. (139 characters) Inspired by Kat Myrman's prompt at Twittering Tale #28
Oh, my God! Cyrus has been supremely busy mailing resumes - so much so, that he eats on the desk, attracting flies on the keyboard. Is he a Gen, X-er, out of synch with the methodologies of Gen Z? Has he missed out on the Blogging, Personal Branding and Marketing strategies on social media? The … Continue reading Expertise
Conspiracy … I can sense it from afar. I am blessed with multiple sensors in the form of a thick fur. I love my humans, but I dread the surprises they want to pull on me. They happily impose their norms and ideas, with scant respect paid to the fact, that I am SPECIAL, … Continue reading No surprises
The court verdict proclaimed him ‘Not Guilty’, against public expectations. His opponents had teamed up to support him. The secret lay in the few files in his cupboard, which threatened to expose their lesser misdeeds. He was sent to learn wrestling in childhood. He never really mastered the sport. But he clearly remembered applying baby … Continue reading Protected
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