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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… Read More Bosphorous: #FridayFictioneers

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Christmas Carol: #FridayFictioneers

“I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas,” Vivian hummed, as the barren tree outside the living room window stared back at her. The icicles lent it a certain character, though.

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Country Roads: #FridayFictioneers

My Thoughts on Seeing This Prompt: Yikes! I’m not going to write this one. It looks dark, gloomy and will not elude a great story. But then I haven’t written for my favourite Friday Fictioneers for the past two weeks. I was away traveling, and when I returned I got swamped by life’s little follies.… Read More Country Roads: #FridayFictioneers

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The Encounter: #FridayFictioneers

It’s a rare, sunny morning in Chicago. That special kind of morning when the sun streams right on to your shoulders, and your spirits are simply soaring. “What a memorable work trip,” thinks Sonia smugly. “I’ll grab a bite and then binge shop at Bloomingdales.”  She turns around to eye the building.     A… Read More The Encounter: #FridayFictioneers

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Good, Bad and The… : #MicroMondays

Vishwas Kapur, the CEO of India’s second largest company, is a spiritual man known for his philanthropic deeds. His employees love and revere him completely. After all he is firm, yet generous with his words and actions.

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Istanbul: #FridayFictioneers

“Woooah! What are those multi-coloured beauties we have on the mantle piece, Mommy?” asked Sam. “New additions to my artifact collection, Hun. Urns and vases, specially imported from Istanbul,” Eva replied proudly.

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Criminal: #MicroMondays

  The strawberries went disappearing each night. Some one was definitely having a field day, thought Nathan. Whodunit? The neighbourhood kids? But there was a criminal. Unsuspected, unbeknownst. Mr. Rabbit and his little clan.     @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@           Written as part of #MicroMondays, hosted by the gorgeous couple Varad of Loose… Read More Criminal: #MicroMondays

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The Connection : #FridayFictioneers

      For Ron, it’s a challenge to make ends meet, so a personal phone is totally out of question. His girl friend, Anna lives in Johor Bharu, while he lives in Singapore. At 7, every day evening, Ron goes to the nearest MRT station to call her. A time they both look forward… Read More The Connection : #FridayFictioneers

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Rendezvous: #FridayFictioneers

      10:22 A.M.: Aamir sits at the wheel; brash and oozing confidence. Though in his late twenties, he sports a salt and pepper stubble. His crooked nose stands out amidst his Greek-God like jaw line.