Flash Fiction


I have recently begun to start writing flash fiction. Below are the ones I have written till date.

Flash Fiction – That eerie feeling

The work was more than hectic that day. Being a Friday, I had planned to leave earlier so that I could hang out with Ananya for a movie and a dinner date. But my boss had other plans. He ensured that I had much more than normal to do by scheduling multiple client calls as well as asking for the deliverables by end of the day. I couldn’t curse him enough.

When I finally finished filing the work, I got up to leave for home. It was 12:30am and there was almost no one in sight. A few lights and fans were switched on. But they were more to do with people having forgotten to switch them off rather than someone working late into the night. Guess, there weren’t as many crazy people as me working their energies off on a Friday evening.

As soon as I reached the lift with my laptop bag, the lights went off. I am not a person who gets scared easily. But then there wasn’t anyone around. And I was on the 25th floor of a 30 storey building. So it was going to take quite a bit of time even if I walk down the 25 floors.

To read more log on to – http://transitionofthoughts.com/2014/04/21/flash-fiction-that-eerie-feeling/

Flash Fiction – The raging inferno
The music was at its highest decibel as hundreds of party goers rocked the dance floor to their heart’s content. Being a Saturday Night, the Sanda-Liva nightclub was teeming with people from all walks of life. You could see almost everyone let their hair loose and dance the night away. From Bryan Adams to Ricky Martin, from Lady Gaga to Katy Perry, songs of all kinds were being played by the DJ in the house, much to everyone’s delight.

With its retro interiors and the distinct variety of music played from across the board, Sanda-Liva was famous with people from all around the world. It had literally put the city of Narito on the world dance map.

To read more log on to – http://transitionofthoughts.com/2013/08/10/flash-fiction-the-raging-inferno/

Flash Fiction – The day he made me blush..!
He knew his way with girls. Whether it was his good looks or his persona, girls were head over heels in love with him. But he was used to this. Wherever he went, girls followed him all the way. There were stories floating about him all the time. Some said he slept with each of them. Some said he was a spoilt brat. And there were many others who said that he didn’t know the meaning of love.

Like others, even I thought about him often. But then I was different. I couldn’t bring myself up to say something. Would he ever look at me with those love struck eyes? Would he be my knight in shining armour? He was smart. He was dashing. He seemed the perfect mix of tall, dark and handsome.

To read more log on to – http://transitionofthoughts.com/2013/07/21/flash-fiction-the-day-when-he-made-me-blush/

Flash Fiction: In the jungles of the Red Army!

As they opened my eyes, all I could see around was trees and more trees. It seemed as though we were deep in the jungles where the four prominent states met. Having worked in NGOs in the most difficult of regions around the country whether it was Kashmir or the North East, I always knew what to expect in war torn troubled areas. I had always seen people being tortured to death whether it was physically through assault or mentally and psychologically through rape. I was working in the Naxalite corridor for the Mukti Foundation helping the poor and the downtrodden when I was simply taken away by the Red Army.

To read more log on to – http://transitionofthoughts.com/2013/06/11/flash-fiction-in-the-jungles-of-the-red-army/

The guy who didn’t bother to remember..!

He was the dude of the college. Whether it was his looks or the way he spoke to women; whether it was his personality or the aura he exhibited, there was something about him which attracted women of all kinds. There were hundreds who tried for just one chance to get to talk to him. There were others who wanted to spend some time with him over
coffee. And there were some who even went to the extent of wanting to touch him just to know if he was for real. It wasn’t always like this.

He had come as a shy and introvert guy who never even spoke to women let alone befriend them or have a girlfriend. His life revolved around studies, classes, assignments and the likes. But when he faced rejection for the first time in life, he realized that he had not bothered about creating a personality. He didn’t have a sense of style or a persona that people craved for. He didn’t know how to talk properly to anyone let alone his classmates. And so he revamped himself completely so much so that the girls began to go weak in their knees waiting to see him everyday.

To read more log on to – http://aseemrastogi2.wordpress.com/2013/05/13/the-guy-who-didnt-bother-to-remember/

That eerie night..

Since he was in a support project, his work timings differed every two weeks. So for two weeks a month it was a 9am – 6pm shift while for the other two weeks it was a 9pm – 6am shift. He was a very hardworking, honest and dedicated resource. Whether it was being asked to work on weekends or on public holidays or even spend late hours, he never refused. That night there wasn’t much work at office. All his teammates had left by 1am. But he thought to spend some more time in learning a few more concepts which sounded confusing to him. By 3am he packed his stuff and set out to leave.

To read more log on to – http://aseemrastogi2.wordpress.com/2013/04/14/that-eerie-night/

Deserted at the altar..

Since the time a girl is small, she dreams about her wedding day. I always expected my man to come on a horse as my knight in shining armour and take me away into his world bringing me all the happiness and peace. Though that was a bit too much to expect, I still wanted to be loved, to be happy and to have someone in my life who could pamper my wants and desires.

To read more log on to – http://aseemrastogi2.wordpress.com/2013/04/02/deserted-at-the-altar-of-marriage/

When that pinkslip is in the pipeline..

She worked really hard to impress her bosses. Whether it was working hours on end at office or taking work home, she did much more than what was required of her. Most of the time, she went beyond her line of work to learn more about what her teammates in other units were doing. Teamwork, dedication, determination were some of the words which defined her among her peers as well as bosses.

To read more log on to – http://aseemrastogi2.wordpress.com/2013/03/18/when-that-pinkslip-is-in-the-pipeline/

Innocence lost in translation!

She was sweet and cute. She seemed happy all the time. It’s always said that kids have a smiling face and bring cheer to everyone around them. Since the time she was a little girl, she kept everyone occupied. Whether it was her parents or her cousins, everyone laughed and enjoyed being around with her.

To read more log on to – http://aseemrastogi2.wordpress.com/2013/03/03/innocence-lost-in-translation/

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