Mirage    #FridayFotoFiction

Mirage #FridayFotoFiction

Rajiv started the video-calling app.  He looked around to ensure he is alone before he dialed his wife.  Soon Naina’s beautiful face filled up the cell screen. She stared back as if it was unreal.

‘Hey,’ she said shyly,  ‘how are you?’.

‘Missing you Naina,’ he said softly.

‘Amma and Baba are also here,’  she said as they came onto the screen.

Rajiv felt emotional.  He missed them a lot. He wanted to leave this wretched job and go home.  But he imagined their starving existence.  He cannot be selfish, he resolved.

‘Your home is beautiful,’ Naina said, ‘Lovely flowers. How I wish I could come over.’

‘Soon,’ he said but he knew it would be never.

He heard the owners returning from their daily walk.  He disconnected and sneaked to his flat, still panting as he reached his bed at the end of a cramped row of bunk beds.


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Inn-Love   #ShadesofLove

Inn-Love #ShadesofLove

Samantha could look at Jonathan unobserved from her corner desk.  Jonathan was busy on the laptop,  preparing the shopping list which goes out on Fridays for the Saturday market.  His fingers flying across the keyboard, like a pianist.  They were long and beautiful. And soft, she remembered.

Annie, her four year old bumbled into the reception waving a paper which had colorful crayon scribblings.  Samantha made her sit on top of the desk.

‘See my dlawing Mommy,’ Annie lisped.   Samantha kissed her and cooed about her drawing.

‘Look Jon,  my dlawing,’ Annie passed on the paper to Jonathan.

He had been watching them and thinking about how wonderful they looked together.  He was tempted to be part of their life.  This cottage inn ‘in the sticks’ had given him a lot more than his comfortable city job.  But,  it was time now to leave,  before it becomes too difficult. Continue reading

Directions    #FridayFotoFiction

Directions #FridayFotoFiction

‘Turn left,’ she said.

He ignored her and went straight ahead.

‘No prooooblem.  Take the left after the next signal,’ she said again.  ‘Sam.  I lived here.  I know the route to the theater.  Why don’t you listen?’

‘Nah.. this is the right road.  We will get there on time,’ he said and revved up the car engine.

‘Here.  Put this App on,  it will tell you the directions if you don’t want to listen to me.  I don’t want to get lost or miss the movie.’

‘We are not lost.  And I hate that lady telling me ‘turn left’ ‘turn right’,  she doesn’t even say please. Feminists,’  he shook his head.

She sat resigned and observed Sam from the corner of her eye.

This was the fourth time in as many weeks that he did this.  And they always missed the movie.   Next time,  she will drive.   She decided.


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Never again  #FridayFictioneers

Never again #FridayFictioneers

Radha gripped the handle of the contraption as she held her six year old with the other hand.

‘Seat belts?’ Radha asked the attendant.  He pretended to not hear.

Once full,  he flicked a switch to start the roundabout.  Slowly, it came to life.  But,  as it gained momentum,  Radha realized the chair car had no fixed route.  It moved back and forth and sideways and jerked randomly.  She screamed in fear.

Her son was thrilled and shrieked with laughter. Everyone screamed as it gained momentum.

Radha prayed, ‘I will never ever get onto these but God save me today’.


This 100-word story is written for Friday Fictioneers.  Read the other stories here.

Monster  #writebravely

Monster #writebravely

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6

Neil walked into the flat late in the night.  The office party was a disaster.  His thoughts kept going back to Shruti.  Shruti needs help, he thought.  He himself would like some support.  He thought of the one person who can set Shruti right.

He had dialed Niti’s number.  She had picked up immediately as if she was waiting for his call.

‘I was about to call you,’ she said. Continue reading