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Paint My Love: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Moira has stationed herself seductively on the chaise. The air hinges on love and smokes. It’s his first time. He won’t do anyone but her. Love’s true calling, as they say.   “Paint my Love” plays in the background. She is no Mona Lisa, and he no Da Vinci. But the easel and paints are… Read More Paint My Love: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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Love is…: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Love is…   The fall colours are surreal. The morning hour hinges on hope, romance and fresh air. Their fingers and hearts intertwined. The reckless, youthful hormones rage a storm outside.       The pedestrian looks at them discerningly. “Utterly brash public display of affection. Tch! Tch!” “Love is irrational. Love is unkind. Love… Read More Love is…: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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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… Read More Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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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… Read More Om’s Birthday: #Fiction #Blogiversary #GuestPost

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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

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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.

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Fond Farewell: #FridayFotoFiction #GuestPost #Blogiversary

FOND FAREWELL: Keith Hillman   When my mobile rings and I see my friend Rosey’s name on the screen, I know to hold the device a couple of inches away from my ear to lessen the pain of her shrieking greeting! But yesterday it was different. I heard nothing. At first, I assumed she’d pressed… Read More Fond Farewell: #FridayFotoFiction #GuestPost #Blogiversary

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NatashaMusing is Turning Two! : #Blogiversary #AmWriting

Yes! we are turning two!! And I’m bringing in my blogiversary celebrations this year with a big bang. This announcement is tad late, but believe you me I was having a whale of a time, most of the day, today at the Delhi Times Literary Festival. I know I should have scheduled this post, but… Read More NatashaMusing is Turning Two! : #Blogiversary #AmWriting

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Grandpa’s Clock: #FridayFictioneers

  Every time Ma sang Hickory Dickory Dock, I thought of Grandpa’s grand old clock. In my head a gigantic mouse would stealthily climb Grandpa’s clock. It would then twirl around in a tango with the little man playing the drums.   Many moons have transcended time and tide. I’m back to Grandpa’s crumbling mansion.  Grandpa… Read More Grandpa’s Clock: #FridayFictioneers

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Moon Boon: #FridayFictioneers

 Photo Credits: Gah Learner moon boon The Airbnb accommodation is way beyond their expectations. A pristine view, overlooking the stunning Mt. Edna and a radiant moon glistening in all its glory. The fine sheers, and the ornate furniture exude love and warmth. Kaveri lies sprawled on the floral chaise, devouring the new Khaled Hosseini novel.… Read More Moon Boon: #FridayFictioneers