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Birthday Story | What Do You See | Fiction

Birthday Story | What Do You See | Fiction

Birthday Story   On Pete’s tenth birthday, Mommy and Daddy know exactly what to gift him. Binoculars for his forest jaunts. And books. One can never be sure, which one precedes the other –  his passion for books, or his love for wildlife and birding. Mary and Oliver always buy him books that pique his ever growing curiosity. On his birthday morning, Pete hastily peels off the wrappers from the gifts Mommy has meticulously packed. They are swathed in purple,…

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Uncle Bill’s Blue Truck : Friday Fictioneers | Friday Fiction

Uncle Bill’s Blue Truck : Friday Fictioneers | Friday Fiction

Uncle Bill’s Blue Truck   It’s a picture perfect day. The fragrant, spring breeze stretches out to caress the azure skies. The children are out armed with, Little Hearts and Ginger ale.

Before I Die: WhatDoYouSee | Fiction

Before I Die: WhatDoYouSee | Fiction

Before I Die Written as part of Sadje’s What Do You See? picture prompt.     They sit outdoors, huddled in crooked rows; The octogenarians and septuagenarians. They have aged gracefully; The bitter-sweet embrace of a life well lived. One foot closing up on the grave and one smugly here; Some holding on to dear, precious life, Some impatiently waiting to kick the bucket into light.

Wordle | Wordled: #WhatDoYouSee #Fiction

Wordle | Wordled: #WhatDoYouSee #Fiction

Wordle | Wordled For Sadje’s What Do You See? picture prompt.   “You’ve been Wordled,” guffaws Sam, as he and Nick stand in the alley exchanging their Wordle scores. “What the heck is “Wordled?” quips Antonio mounting off his two-wheeled Scooty. “Dude, it’s this 5-letter word game that has taken the internet by storm. It’s called Wordle. No marks for guessing that it was created by this fella called Josh Wardle!” explains Nick animatedly.

Remember?: #Fiction #FlashFiction

Remember?: #Fiction #FlashFiction

Remember that morning when the smog blotted the golden sun with its pall of gloom. When the vapours of your steaming hot cuppa faded into the oblivion. When the dwindling air quality in your urban dwelling blurred the destruction caused by Covid.   Remember that morning when the sweet autumn fragrance was replaced by a chemical stench. When the dazzling Silk Cotton blooms bowed their heads in utter dismay. When nature screamed a silent cry, admonishing humans for the aftermath…

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A Star is Born: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

A Star is Born: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

  The stage is on fire, as Jackson Maine belts one score after another. The audience is cheering non-stop, gyrating to the glorious moments. The atmosphere is phenomenally charged.     Ally is nervous as hell. It’s her first performance ever, to a packed audience of over ten-thousand. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought a chance meeting with Jackson would land her centerstage. Real time.   It’s Ally’s turn to go now. She and Jackson step up the…

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Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

The beaches are bustling. It’s business as usual. They were shut for two long years, as the pandemic continued to wreck havoc. Things have begun to ease out. People have slowly, but surely mustered the courage to travel and visit public places. The masks are still intact, not so much the social distancing! The crowds thronging the flea market look radiant. They have survived the onslaught of the virus. While in quarantine they managed to don multiple hats – baker…

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Om’s Birthday: #Fiction #Blogiversary #GuestPost

Om’s Birthday: #Fiction #Blogiversary #GuestPost

OM’s Birthday: Damyanti Biswas   The trees on the distant hillside changed from dark shapes to green as he watched, a morning ritual for the last few years. He coughed, inhaling bitter, fragrant smoke, the air of the Himalayan foothills no match for the dozen or so cigarettes and the occasional cigar he smoked every day. His gaze stayed on the hill opposite, where mist rose around tiny homes nestled amid trees. Somewhere under the sloped bright-red roof of the…

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The Show Must Go On: #FridayFictioneers

The Show Must Go On: #FridayFictioneers

Live Aid Concert, a fund raiser for the Ethiopian famine 13 July, 1985 Wembley Stadium, London Organisers: Bob Geldof and Midge Ure

Cathy’s Kitchenette : #FridayFictioneers

Cathy’s Kitchenette : #FridayFictioneers

In Cathy’s kitchenette, the pots and pans, the colanders and rolling pin hang loosely suspended, from a rack on the ceiling. They make for a unique sight, always grabbing eyeballs.