Five Sentence Fiction: Bedtime


Bedtime..

Bedtime..

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While the rich slept on hard mattresses, all she had was just a few sheets to protect her from the hard ground below next to the main street.

What she did have in abundance though was the determination to succeed and rise up the career ladder through hard work and extreme dedication.

Short of resources, she always had to borrow cash to fulfill her basic needs. With every trouble she faced, she was motivated to study doubly hard to get a good score in her MBA entrance exams.

And today, she finally sleeps on those hard mattresses in luxurious rooms she could only dream off a couple of years back.

Written for Five Sentence Fiction Prompt: Bedtime. Read the other entries here.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 17 for this month.

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Pimples – A pain in our lives


Acne problems

Acne problems

“Oh God! Look at him. His face is so full of pimples. Doesn’t he look awful?”

“Seeing the number of pimples he has, which girl would even want to come close to him?”

“Looks like he isn’t really bothered about his personality. If he has a problem with pimples, why doesn’t he care to treat it?”

I am sure there would be many of us who would have heard or made some of the above statements at least a couple of times in our lives. For each of us, the way we look shapes our lives in every sphere. Whether its getting a girlfriend or a boyfriend, getting a job or moving anywhere in the professional space,  all of us want to look good all the time.

And looking good starts from the top. While a person may not have great facial features to begin with, everyone expects basic stuff like neatly combed hair, a clean shaven look for guys, a non – oily face and the likes. Obviously a lot many girls don’t like the guys to be clean shaven. But let’s cover that in a different post.

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Guest Post – Parking Signs: To Park or Not to Park


Parking signs..

Parking signs..

Last October, Andrea Hoagland drove up to Allentown, PA, parked her car, paid the meter and then met her friends. When she got back, 2 hours later, her car was gone. All that was left was a safety cone with a construction site where her car had been.

The Morning Call News interviewed Andrea as they played the video capturing the moment when the construction crew came and the tow truck took away her car. She had to pay a fine of $180 plus $10 for the parking ticket and all because the construction company, the city hired, didn’t put a ‘No Parking’ sign near their construction site.

Parking undeniably plays a major role in urban planning. In a Freakonomics podcast cheekily titled, “Parking is Hell,” parking fanatic and urban planning scholar, Donald Shoub discussed how “cruising” for parking spots affects the mobility, economy, and environment of urban cities. The lack of on-street parking space and signs are partly to blame for all the hopeful cruising drivers.

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The day he lied to me..


The day he lied..

The day he lied..

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“He is a liar. He doesn’t even care what I feel. If he did, he would have had the guts to tell me the truth. All the times we spent talking sweet nothings for hours on end seem like a big joke.”

The first time our eyes met was when he trooped in coolly at 8:45am for an 8 am class. With unkempt hour and a shabby appearance overall, it looked as though he had just got up from sleep and set out for a long day ahead. He seemed too much into himself making me wonder if arrogance was his second name. For me though, classes were all about talking to everyone and making as many friends as possible.

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Five Sentence Fiction: Abandon


Abandoned House

Abandoned House

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“It looks as though that house has been abandoned since quite a long while.”

Their group had been trekking through the jungle when they came across a dilapidated house in the middle of nowhere. Tired from the day’s heat, they decided to rest for a while.

As it started to get dark, they began to hear strange noises which became louder with time. When they realized that sheltering themselves in the house wouldn’t be safe anymore, they began to run for their lives away from an unseen enemy.

Written for Five Sentence Fiction Prompt: Abandon. Read the other entries here.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 14 for this month.

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Is doing laundry only a women’s job?


Is doing laundry only a women's job?

Is doing laundry only a women’s job?

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“A woman’s place is at home.”

“The woman of the house is the one who handles the kitchen.”

“The woman of the house should be the one who cleans and tidies the house.”

A lot of us must have heard many or all the above statements being uttered by relatives in our respective homes. This is just a miniscule snapshot of what society thinks even today. But why this mindset? Why is the women expected to work like a machine at home while the man relaxes after a tough day at work? Can’t a woman work outside home as well?

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100 word fiction: The wooden boat


The antique wooden boat..

The antique wooden boat..

Source: PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Georgia Koch

Though it appeared as nothing more than an antique piece of wood for anyone, for Raju it was his daily bread and butter.

For years, he had been taking his wooden boat out into the open sea to get his daily catch of fish for selling in the open market. From extreme heat to deadly winds and rain, his boat had weathered it all.

Seeing that it could sail through every challenge in his life, he had slowly but surely developed an attachment towards it so much so that he refused an offer to put it up in a museum.

Written for the photo prompt and you can read the other entries here.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 12 for this month.

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55 word fiction: Solitude


Solitude

Solitude

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“It’s only during your solitude that you dig into your mind.”

With the vivacious and cheerful persona she possessed, she could easily impress anyone. Normally surrounded by hordes of friends, she loved being away from everyone for a couple of hours every day to introspect on the things she learned and could have done better.

Written for Indispire Prompt 49: Solitude teaches some of the most valuable lessons in one’s life.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 11 for this month.

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100 word fiction – Life after death…


Stair to Heaven

Stair to Heaven

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“Dad, I feel that mom doesn’t seem to care either for my sorrows or my happiness.”

Reena was a happy-go-lucky woman who was always full of life and brought happiness and joy to everyone. That’s why her sudden death courtesy a heart attack was all the more shocking for everyone.

For years, Ram had tried to deflect such questions from his son for want of a suitable answer. But finally, he had to give in.

“Son, she has gone to God’s place since she was a beautiful person. And God likes beautiful people.”

“She’s up there.” He exclaimed pointing skywards.

Written for Indispire Prompt 48: What do you think happens after one dies? Bring out the best creative imagination to explain.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 10 for this month.

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Five Sentence Fiction – Faith


Offering to God..

Offering to God..

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His only aim while working at Lenus Ltd was to travel abroad to a client location and earn as much as he could.

More than seeing the world, he knew that through this he would fulfill his primary aim of making and saving lots of money and help in treating his unwell mother. She had been diagnosed with cancer and the treatment required money which his family members tried to provide unsuccessfully.

When everything failed, he decided to go to the nearby temple to pay his obeisance to god and take the blessings.

He had heard that whoever came to the temple with faith, warmth and love in his heart, his visa was successfully processed and he went abroad to the location he wished for.

Written for Five Sentence Fiction Prompt: Offering. Read the other entries here.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 9 for this month.

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