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Wednesday, June 28, 2017

FF: Will he call?

PC: Rochelle Wisoff Fields
She stood here alone reminiscing the previous night. Her fingers went up to her slightly bruised lips, those lips curved into a sly smile.

She could still feel, him holding her hand on this path, her first and the only man whom she has been crushing on for 20 years now and suddenly, he pushed her up that wall, and started to kiss her passionately. It was just as she had read in her teenage Mills & Boon novel.

This morning, he said he will call her. She was hoping more rendezvous like last night.


Question is, Will he really call?

This post is written for Friday Ficitoneers

3WW: Good-Bye

I was at work when I wrote this post. As usual, I logged in and typed  "Three Words Wednesday" , the site that I have memorized for my Wednesday afternoons.

Picture Courtesy
I read the first line and tears welled up my eyes, I have been associated with you for only two years, but have come to love the prompts.

I wipe my tears haphazardly smudging my kohl in the process, before any of my colleagues notice that I was crying.

Good-byes are hard on me. I keep thinking, about why's and what if's

Thank you 3WW for a wonderful two year journey.

I am going to miss you.

Also, I am logging off before I start shedding more tears.

This is the last post written for Three Word Wednesday - Memorize, Goodbye and Haphazard

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

WPS: Failed Experiment

'Yaay! My new creation, My motor car, that will run on air power' Marin was so proud of his creation

 Pitcairn Islands, Google Maps
'Let's take a test ride' He said to himself

'Woah! Woah! Woah! Shit! I didn't factor the wind in the beach, OMG what am I going to do'

*the tiny car speeds through the stony path and halts with a thud, smoke emanates from the font of it*

'Damn, another failed experiment'

'Err, now how do I take this this back home?'

'Let me think about that later, Its time for sleep' *zzzzzz* Marin sleeps

This post is written for What Pegman Saw - Pitcairn Islands


Wednesday, May 17, 2017

3WW: Wise Investment

Mom "Take care of my plants OK?"
Sleepy Joe grunted "yeah..." zzzzzzzzz

Joe forgot all about the plants and the day mom was returning back, he realized that he had forgotten to water the plants.
He ran out to the balcony and say dried and decaying lifeless plants.
This was major crisis, his mom will kill him for killing her roses.

He didn't know what to do. His mom came home that evening. Before even she could ask him anything. He started to cry out of embarrassment.

Mom sighed "High time that I invested on some self watering pots"



FF: Favorite Passtime

PC: Roger Bulolt
“I hope, I get the presentation ready on time” thinks the lady in orange top

“I hope my boyfriend is not meeting that wretched woman” thinks the woman in white shrug

“I hope, my surgery next week is a success” thinks the woman in the black top

“I hope, my army son is safe” thinks the bald man

“I wish, I could read minds” I say while clicking this picture

I love to guess what people might be thinking when their quiet. I love to observe them. Its my favorite pass time.

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

3WW: Not Acceptable

He bit her neck in the elevator
She felt violated.
How dare he touch her without her permission?
She felt molested
His anti-climax was "C'mon, I am sure you enjoyed it too"

Moral: Anyone touching anyone without consent is not acceptable.

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday - bit, violate, anticlimax


FF: Jolly Ride

PC: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Randel was not the legal age to drive yet. But, to impress Lisa he took out his Papa's car for a jolly late night drive.

Little did he know, that when Lisa kissed him while he was driving, he would get so overwhelmed that he would lose the control of his car and almost run over the parked bike, and break the passenger side mirror.

Phew! One super first kiss that was.

I wonder what Papa has to say about this jolly ride.

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

3WW: Her

The way she seductively smiled and tilted her head side ways.
The way her dark locks fell over her eye
The way she kissed him with that urgent passion
Is what made him cheat on his loving wife.



FF: That letter

PC: Sandra Crook
Lana stood in front of this building and thought to herself “In a week, this place would have been laden with white and pink flowers. All the loved ones would smile for a picture here.”

Lana almost saw an image of herself in her lilac wedding gown and Stuart looking dapper in his tuxedo.

Then she looked at the letter in her hand and the building in front started to blur in her tears and her tears turned into heart-breaking sobs as she crushed the letter


The letter said just one line “Stuart died in a car crash this morning”

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

Monday, May 1, 2017

#APOM A to Z Survivor - Looking Back in Time


This was my second time on A to Z Challenge. Last year, my theme was colors, where I did learn a lot about new colors and their names.

This year I wanted to do something personal, my theme this year was called "A Piece of My Life" #APOM. 
Everyday I shared a tiny piece of my life in pictures.

Today, when am I looking back at the posts, I am smiling to myself. Every tiny piece of my life, which seemed small while sharing, is the real ME.

This A to Z Challenge 2017, gave life to my life. This year's April will be cherished for a really long time.

And also, a million Thank You to everyone who visited my posts and shared their comments. Thank you making me a part of you and Thank you for making me feel like we are one team, one clan.
It means a lot to me.

Also, Thank you all the bloggers who participated, it was beautiful to read so many posts.

I am all excited and geared up for A to Z Challenge 2018 already. I have about five themes in mind. Let's see which one sticks for one more year.

 All the A to Z Posts