Bosphorous: #FridayFictioneers
Istanbul, 1970
Every night they sat huddled under the exquisite lamppost erected by the Turkish noble. They were a bunch of homeless vagabonds. The lamppost was a witness to imaginary tales, true adventures and some silly, inane anecdotes. On lucky days, they shared piping hot tea and leftover bread, handed over by some generous passerby.
Their bonhomie was infectious. Pedestrians stared at them, amused. They were a crazy, assorted bunch. They had no family to call their own, no roof above their heads, barely one square meal a day. But they believed they had the world.
They had each other.
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Writing for our lovely host, Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. Gorgeous Photo prompt: Sandra Crook. Read some fantastic entries to this week’s Friday Fictioneers here.
15 thoughts on “Bosphorous: #FridayFictioneers”
Very true. The people always matter more than the situations in life. 🙂
When you have love and support of your loved ones, nothing else truly matters. Loved the imagery your words created, Natasha. Great story telling this is. 🙂
Thank you Shilpa :)))
You’ve given us a vibrant sketch of a group finding happiness together despite an acute lack of material possessions. Well done.
That’s a sweet one – to find friendship when you have little else.
A nice feelgood story 🙂
I love it that these people found each other and, in doing so, found a way to be joyful. Great story.
Really love this… but the positiveness in the end is lessened by the fact that it’s written in past tense… made me feel it didn’t stay that way.
Dear Natasha,
Hopeful, uplifting and well written. Brava!
Shalom
Rochelle
That was such a lovely, uplifting story. Friends are indeed more important than material possessions.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photoss
Enjoyed this little scene. Happy for them that they are among friends.
Simply lovely!
Beautiful story, Natasha.
Gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous. Love the simplicity and depth of this. Well done, Natasha.