The bread has turned mouldy. But I do not have the heart to throw away the remaining slice. Dolly had hosted a tea party. The toasted hearts were used as canapés. The open heart shapes were then stuffed with strawberry jam, and a McCain Smiley placed above it. The toasted wonders were then garnished with … Continue reading Dolly’s Tea Party
The neighbourhood cat had chosen us to feed her. She followed the delivery boys and waited for the door to open, so that she could slink in. She enjoyed her afternoon naps on the living room carpet. One evening, we returned home to find her under the bed, with three new born kittens. We enjoyed … Continue reading First-timers
“My dress was stolen yesterday. The culprit has put it back, but outside the wrong room.” “We checked camera recordings. It’s your husband.” (139 characters) Twittering Tales #49 by Kat Myrman
People stopped by to look at the lovely flowers. Some offered to buy. He would indulge in small chat, and then, politely inform them that it was not a plant nursery. The expanse of the almost empty house attracted attention. Neither furniture nor human beings were in visible range. He never offered water or coffee … Continue reading Winter of Life
Mrs. Kapoor had been locked up in the house for five days. The refrigerator stock was at an all-time low, as supplies were interrupted. The vendors could not reach the house. Domestic help was marooned in their homes, or battling for survival somewhere. She was old and infirm, and not fit enough to cook for … Continue reading Dissolution
I returned home one evening to find newspapers torn into neat little vertical strips, and piled into a heap. Somebody had perfected the technique to get pieces of a similar shape and size, and taught others how to do it. The effort was laudable, as there was no lofty purpose behind doing it. The doers … Continue reading Busy with a purpose
Carefully designed, constructed, analysed and remodelled – I consider myself lucky to be the recipient of so much attention. I occupy a place of pride in my maker’s office. Yet, the emptiness gnaws at my existence. I am a ship that has never met the ocean. I have never enjoyed the roller coaster ride on … Continue reading Model
“An economic forecast says people will buy less property and rent more in the future, as movements will be uncertain.” “But what does this signify? “This is the embryonic stage of mobile homes, which will soon get upgraded to luxury vans.” Three Line Tales #Week 84
Rolling a hash joint with you to get stoned hanging around in neighborhood joints, Moving quickly to joint ownership of home, kids and bank accounts now sharing the agony of creaking joints I wonder how we’ve put up with each other. Six Sentence Stories Image: brokenjoysticks.net
The media goes berserk with stories of exploitation of pizza delivery boys, and the penalty which they have to cough out for late delivery. Yes, our employers are mean enough to do that, and then, claim in media, that the stories are false. Yet, we do not crib about it. We enjoy the privileged treatment … Continue reading Life is Good
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