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It only takes a little bit of lace to ruin a marriage.

Her confidence in marriage took a beating as the other lady took precedence while she was jettisoned. While the initial phase together was memorable, the last few years were the difference as they were spent in foraging for happiness. Their relationship did break years ago and nothing could mend it. She never wanted him to feel imprisoned though now was the time to set free and give him his freedom. 

Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Confidence, Fandango One Word Challenge: Jettison, Word of the Day: Memorable, Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #204: Forage, First Line Friday, Sunday Writing Prompt: Freedom, Stream of Consciousness Saturday

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New Start

A new start

People see what makes sense to them, reality notwithstanding.

While the supporters were only human to expect a comeback from their team after a decade of success, the defeat which sent them crashing out of the World Cup had actually spelled the end of the road for many of the team members.

This became an overture to a long delayed overhaul of the entire football ecosystem in the country. It gave everyone time to figure out the way forward and to pick up the pieces and start afresh.


Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Human, Fandango One Word Challenge: Figure, Your Daily Word Prompt: Overture, Sunday Writing Prompt: The End of the Road, First Line Friday

100 word fiction: The Shell Collector

The Shell Collector

Tamsin’s heart drummed frantically as she tore through her pack, her books, and the messy desk– where was it?!

It had been over a week since since she visited the nearby beach after her interview. She always went there in search of peace and calm and was resolute in her quest to find it. She found it the perfect place where she could simplify all the challenges of her life just through introspection.

Everytime she went, she collected a few shells and brought them home keeping them on her shelf. But this time, she seemed to have misplaced her collection.

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

Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Interview, Fandango One Word Challenge: Simplify, Your Daily Word Prompt: Resolute, First Line Friday



Dominic bowed his head to hide his face. He felt ashamed of steps he took despite attempts to proclaim new beginnings.

When asked to save, he decided to spend. While others called him shallow due to his love for money, he considered it a deep paradox that having so much he couldn’t spend.

Eventually, it was too late as his temerity gave way to his shady dealings which marked his end.


Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Steps, Fandango One Word Challenge: Temerity, Your Word Daily Prompt: Proclaim, Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #184: Paradox, Tale Weaver #302: Beginnings, First Line Friday, Saturday Mix: Opposing Forces, Thursday Inspo 83: Late



If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it. It had been a strange year with the magnitude of issues. But he pursued whatever he could as vigorously as ever to add memories to his vault. He did rest and work and was now ready for the melt and freeze of winter.

Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Strange, Fandango One Word Challenge: Magnitude, Your Word Daily Prompt: Vigorous, First Line Friday, Saturday Mix, Sammi’s Weekend Prompt #180, Stream of Consciousness Saturday

She was there

She was there

He laid awake and said the name into the night. He was making noise by hitting the ark. She was obdurate even though it may have seemed asinine to anyone. While he was honest, her medium sized tricks were enough to illude and if caught to elude others.

She never looked at the arc of life through a prism of right and wrong. And then she was there. He tried to scream but couldn’t.

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Linked to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Prism, Fandango One Word Challenge: Scream, Your Daily Word Prompt: Obdurate, First Line Friday, Saturday Mix – Double Take, Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Medium, Sammi’s Weekend Prompt: Asnine

Zany personality

Zany personality

The late morning was clear and crisp as Sawyer stepped out of the travel hostel. His zany personality didn’t require to refine his antics. While he rushed through the entrance to get married and then eventually crossed the exit to get divorced and out of darkness, his wittiness spoke – “Thankfully, I don’t need to be frugal anymore with the container now full.”

Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Darkness, Fandango One Word Challenge: Frugal, Your Daily Word Prompt: Refine, Sammi’s Weekend Prompt: Zany, Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Container, First Line Friday, Saturday Mix: Opposing Forces

100 word fiction: City goes dark

100 word fiction: City goes dark

One by one the lights of the city block winked out, the dark coming ever closer. The cyclone had been barreling towards the city for the last couple of days and now that it was almost on the doorstep, the electricity had been cut off to avoid any unforeseen incidents.

The people had been exhausted as there had been one tragedy after another so much so that their being stuck home felt like being in a cage. While help was on the way, they felt that their lives were in a constant state of flux from one disaster to another.

Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Exhausted, Fandango One Word Challenge: Cage, Your Daily Word Prompt: Flux, First Line Friday



Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read.

Or so it seemed. All his life, he had been immersed in books as far as he could remember. He felt that with every book he read, he made a new discovery of something so important that it could change the world.

Over the years, he felt that he had covered so much of what one could learn in their lifetime just by reading books. He kept these books as neatly as one could have imagined. If anyone picked them up, they wouldn’t have realized that the books were actually read even once.

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Lush melodies drew her to the door of the lounge, the friendly smiles enticed her inside. The people were smoking shisha and chit-chatting while the melodies filled the air. She was happy to see this after ages especially considering the fact that everyone had been working from home for almost half of the year.

That morning a funny thing happened on the way to the kitchen when she realized that she had forgotten her shoes in the laundry thus causing her clothes to get dirty. Being the head honcho of a multi-million dollar organization, she always carried himself with pizzazz wherever she went but not this time.

She had arrived as an analyst but with time she had grown professionally and would eventually depart as the leader of an excellent team of individuals. It was if she had transformed the life of her employees and brought them from darkness into light.

While she was a workaholic during the day, she ensured that she let her down in the evening with friends and some music to go along.

Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Honcho, Fandango One Word Challenge: Pizzazz, First Line Friday, Saturday Mix: Opposing Forces and Sunday Writing Prompt

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