She met the industrialist on the beach – a celebrity she respected and looked up to. “I’ve never done it before.” “You can. I never fail to spot talent.” “Are you sure you want me on board?” “An exciting career awaits you. Don’t lose confidence.” This vacation was going to be life-changing. She was ready … Continue reading Take-off
movement is the theme of a train –else it is just wagons and cars hissing out steam, or electric currents running through nerves of steel it whistles, it makes forays through clouds, tunnels, forests and hills it onboards people fast , it bids them goodbye not knowing if it will be the last or will … Continue reading Movement
I’ve just completed a tour of the building, after studying the different forms of art on display. The inscrutability of this face bothers me – hiding itself with broken arms, refusing to lend itself to interpretation. It is so much there – in your face - and yet not there. Epiphany strikes, and I resolve … Continue reading Unfamiliar
“Why does it look hungry for more?” “There are many more in the air.” What are you two talking about? Silence. Two days later, there is another storm which breaks all records. There appears to be a vortex, which sucks everything around it. Trees fall, buildings crash. The strangest phenomenon is several large bird-like creatures … Continue reading It happens …
“That’s a hell lot of money to pay for painted pipes, and make it occupy pride of place.” “Remember the theme of the conference – Recycling Waste. We needed symbolic art.” “Hmmm… I wonder who is wasting what. We have energized some deep pockets … not sure of the research notes those speakers are doling … Continue reading Whose gain?
“Job completed as per instructions. Flag raised to the recommended height, and set to fly at the stipulated time…” This is another routine report the Admin Head checks every day at work. But today is different. The employee who executed the task has been sacked, and his own job is at stake. “What the hell … Continue reading Patriotism
The star of yesteryears walks into a movie theatre, breaths in the ambience for three hours and walks out – unrecognized. He has done a cameo in the latest release. Box-office collections and publicity campaigns have gone digital. He doesn’t even have a social media account. He was uncomfortable about participating in promos. An artist … Continue reading Stardust
This is probably the shortest story I have written for FF - "That’s a rather unusual picture to be displayed in the office. Any personal story?" "I sell lounge membership schemes." https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/06/19/21-june-2019/
No. It’s not about you. That was just me - seething inside with rage at your barbed innuendos, controlling the desire to pour water on your passionate demands after a battle of stinging words and setting the breakfast table, as if nothing happened last night. I wish it was a nightmare, but it isn’t. I … Continue reading Latent heat
“This house has been deserted for more than a decade. You’ll need to clean cobwebs before any investigation takes place.” “Who waters the plants? They all look fresh.” “That is the story in local circulation. The house is believed to be haunted.” “Oh, those caring souls in there must have green fingers.” His sarcastic voice … Continue reading Myths
