Romancing the phone   #FridayFictioneers

Romancing the phone #FridayFictioneers

These phone booths were much in demand in the pre-mobile phone era.  In India,  these were mostly at railway stations.  At other places there were regular phones to make public phone calls.  The advantage of this phone was,  we could hear the person on the other side of the phone,  but could speak to him only after dropping the coin.  And with the Indian mentality of jugaad,  it was abused in various ways to save the coin.  Here’s my take for this week.


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Rewind #FridayFictioneers

Rewind #FridayFictioneers

Jim drove on ignoring the thumbs.  Get your own car, he thought.  He  saw her while changing the radio channel.  Pretty girl in blue asking for a lift.  He stopped the car.

Her car broke down she said and rambled about some meeting to attend.  Jim just stared back.  She reminded him a lot of his ex-wife.  He opened the car door.  She got in and continued grumbling about her car.

Shut up, he thought.  But she didn’t.  Just like his ex-wife.  He felt the heat rising to his face.  His right hand itched.

He regretted it later.


Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo was contributed by Kent Bonham.

Writing also for #WritingWednesdays from Write Tribe.  

Fish out of water  #DiaSameer #FridayReflections

Fish out of water #DiaSameer #FridayReflections

Sameer peeped into the kitchen to see Dia holding a cabbage in her hand and staring outside the window.  He waited a bit longer to see what she was doing.  After some time,  seeing no action,  he entered the kitchen and hugged Dia from behind her.  She shrugged him off.

‘Please,  can’t you see I am trying to do something useful here,’ she said picking up the knife ready to attack the cabbage.

‘But you were just staring outside.  Do you know how to cut this?’

Dia looked down and shook her head with a tear ready to escape her eyes.

‘Come,  watch me do this’

‘But,  amma will see you in the kitchen,’  she protested.

‘But, amma also sees you working outside,’  he retorted.  ‘The heavens will not pour if I cut this cabbage.’

He took the cabbage,  sliced it expertly into two.  He put it on the chopping board and started making first vertical and then horizontal cuts.   It took him about 10 minutes to completely shred it into small bits.

‘There.  Now you can do the rest,’ Sameer said and gave her the chopped cabbage.

Dia hugged Sameer and thanked him for helping her when she was a fish out of water.

And Amma, who saw it all,  was proud of her son.


Dia and Sameer, a geek and non-geek couple.  These stories are short snippets on their approach to daily life.  This story is definitely inspired by a real life incident. Do you know people like them?  Do share the stories with me. ***  

The characters Dia and Sameer are fully imaginary.  Any likeness to people you know is purely coincidental.   The views are the characters’ own and light-hearted.  They are not endorsements.


Linking this short story to Friday Reflections.

This week’s prompt is ‘Fish out of water’. 

Lost     #FridayReflections #shortstory

Lost #FridayReflections #shortstory

Image courtesy : Pixabay.com

I felt the constriction in the chest.  It felt like dead weight on my throat. I couldn’t speak.  My  eyes widened but I couldn’t see.  It felt tight.  The tears still dry.

Not now.. not now.  Let me get home.

Thank God, today everyone is busy.  Even the receptionist who would otherwise have been just painting her nails.

I wish today was another day when I could have shut out everyone and cried?.

Roma had called frantically.  ‘Sumit is engaged,’ she said ‘and you did not tell me.  I thought you are still a couple.’ Continue reading

Break free   #FridayFotoFiction

Break free #FridayFotoFiction

‘A little birdie told me you are not happy with the groom.  But why lock us in here?’ Neha said to her sister.  Disha looked away quickly and nodded.

‘The wedding is tomorrow.  It is too late.  Mom and Dad will never agree,’  Neha continued.

Disha nodded with tears streaming silently.

‘They know but they … .’

Neha hugged her.

On the wedding night,   the groom was shocked when he lifted his bride’s veil and his eyes met the scared Neha’s.

‘Let me explain,’ said Neha and told him the story.

Everything happens for a reason,  he thought and smiled.


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