Disobedience  #writebravely

Disobedience #writebravely

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

The phone rang with Niti’s smiling face displayed.  Shruti picked up the phone immediately.

‘Didi,’  she said and started sobbing.

‘Shruti, what is it?  What happened?’ asked Niti full of concern thinking of all weird things that could have gone wrong.

‘It’s its N.. Neil..  He is leaving me .. for someone else …I was never good for him.  And now he d..doesn’t even look a…at m..mee.  I should have listened to Mamma and Papa.  I am being punished for my own a..actions.  F..First the b..baby.  Now this.  My life is finished,’  she sobbed through the phone.

‘Wait… don’t cry.  I am coming over,’  Niti said and hung the phone before Shruti could say no.

Shruti wiped her tears.  She looked around the house which looked like a mess.  Plants withered, dusty shelves, cobwebs.  In a half eaten plate at the table,  she saw ants making a straight line across the table to their secret hiding place.  She did not care but with Didi coming over,  she knew she will get an earful for the unkempt house.

She wanted to get up,  put things in order.  But her body disobeyed.  She will do it before she arrives anyway.

‘Why bother when life is itself a mess,’ she thought.  She pulled the covers over her head and fell into a dreamless sleep.

The insistent doorbell woke up Shruti.   She ignored it many times.  But,  this one rang non-stop.

She got up from the bed,  staggered in the darkened living room and opened the door.  It was Niti.  She barged into the flat.

‘What is all this,  Shruti?’  Niti pulled open the curtains and bright sunlight poured into the room.

Shruti stared back at Niti through sleepy eyes.  She felt the tears brimming up trying to escape.  She walked upto Niti and hugged her.  The sobs were uncontrollable.   She repeated their phone call conversation.  Seeing her little sister cry was distressing for Niti as she cried with her.

Niti went into the kitchen to make tea.  Tea always helped after a good sob.  As they sat on the now cleared couch to sip their tea,  Shruti started to tell about Neil.

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Adventures in a Summer Village : What you don’t know

The story so far : 

Ryan and Rex are twins spending their summer in a village.  Playing beside the lake they chance upon an old teapot.  Playfully,  Ryan rubs it.  Read it all here. 

The story continues : 

There was some smoke from the spout of the teapot and noises as if someone is rattling a coin inside an empty jar.  Finally, a frog jumped out of the teapot.  ‘Eearw,’ the boys said in unison.

‘Rex, do you think we should kiss it to turn it into a prince..err princess for us,’ asked Ryan. Continue reading

Adventures in a summer village : Stranger than fiction

Mira had almost reached the door with the glasses of milk, when Ryan and Rex shot past her and the door.

‘Have the milk boys.. ‘ she screamed after them.

‘Later aunty,’ a voice floated back.

Which one was it? Ryan of Rex?  She could not tell them apart.  Like herself and her sister, the boys’ mother,  they were twins.

Ryan and Rex reached the lake and started with their games.  Games which only they understood.   There was hitting, spitting and hiding actions. They heard a big clang when Ryan’s feet hit a metallic object.   They could see something shiny on the ground.   Ryan started to shift the dirt to pull out the thing.

‘Hold on’ said Rex,  ‘let’s guess what it is.  I think it is the lost anchor of a boat full of treasures.’ Continue reading

Bewitched #FinishTheStory #MFtS

From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.

Olivia hated the day time when all action was in the night.  She was tired watching the slow lives of humans.  But, they were industrious.  She kept four of them in her house.  Two did the housework and two did the odd jobs for her.  Thankless creatures.  She was ready to teach them some spells, but they just wanted to go back to their pathetic lives.  She had planned to replace the old human.  She needed young blood. Continue reading

Brave Mothers #FinishTheStory

Courtesy Barbara W Beacham

“They followed the buffaloes and their babies along the trail heading into the woods.”

“The pride of lions looked at each other, satisfied with the direction the buffaloes were going.  It was just a matter of time now.  They were three.  The plan was to encircle and isolate one of the calves.

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