Saturday, April 19, 2014

Quinton



"Don't you dare lie to me Quinton. Tell me honestly, where were you last night?"

"Trust me darling. It was just, just that she was a bit upset, and as a friend I thought to accompany her to her home."

"And?"

"I told you sweetheart, she was lonely, and full of tears. A hug isn't that bad, right?"

"And what about the kiss?"

"Ya, a hug without a kiss wouldn't have looked good, so..."

"Then?"

"A little love game to cheer her up, just a little..."

"A little. Right. Goodbye Quinton."

BANG!!!

A bullet raced. He fell. She giggled.


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - Q.



Friday, April 18, 2014

Pizza Guy



"Two Regular-sized Classic Chicken Pizza with extra cheese."

"Sure Sir. The order will be delivered within 30 minutes, else you can have it for free."

And thus starts the race,
His Bike In Top Gear,
Our Pizza Guy steady on chase,
In destinations far, and near.

Even a minute of delay would make Pizza Guy bear the entire cost of delivery as per company's rules. He had to reach on time.

His bike shook, hit and then, numb. Cold blood. Deep black sleep.

"Where's the pizza, dude?"

"We are sorry, Sir. We'll be providing it to you for free."


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - P.



Thursday, April 17, 2014

Orlando



"You want to be an actor, huh. What's your name kid?"

"Orlando."

"A carefully chosen name I see. But name alone won't make you a star you know."

"Who said I want to be an actor or a star? It's Superstar for me, Sir."

Another failed audition, and yet that self-pride never abandoned him.

"I don't think we can be together, Orli. We should split."

"Yeah, I understand baby, but I am trying."

"No. You are not. Anyways, am getting late. Bye."

Love deserted him as well, but he stood firm.

"This Orlando too will bloom someday," he smiled.


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - O.



Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Niraj



"God, this cell phone sucks." With the mobile switching off again in the midst of their conversation, anger rose in his veins. Niraj threw the device hard on the wall, the impact leading to a thousand pieces of metal.

"Time for some action." Niraj collected the pieces and ran towards the kitchen. In a kettle of hot water, he poured the junks, waiting for them to dissolve. A bluish solution formed after a few minutes, and he gulped it in one go.

"Who needs a phone now?" He dialed the numbers in his mind, and got connected once again.


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - N.



Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Meethi



"What's your name?" I asked the little girl sitting by the roadside, selling flowers, wearied in the oppressive summer heat.

"Meethi," she replied, her voice barely audible.

"That's a sweet name," I smiled, and handed her the packet of books. As a social worker, I had always advocated the need for education of poor children. Distributing books had thus become an essential  part of my mission.

She took the packet and ran towards the other children standing nearby. I gaped in shock as they tore the pages and gobbled away in delight.

Perhaps, poverty craves food more than education.


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - M.



Monday, April 14, 2014

Latika



The plot reverberated in his mind, the words as clear as crystal. Excited, he reached for his laptop, and then, as realization dawned on him, warm tears froze in the lump of his throat. An accident last year had led to immobility of his fingers, and he cried in hopelessness.

"Let me be your pen, and you be my words," Latika, his wife, sat beside him.

For a moment he was dumbstruck, and then, his renewed zeal narrated the story to her, as she typed it fervently.

Needless to say, it turned out to be the best story ever.



This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - L.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Keira



Her copper lips, smeared with rust, invited me, and I, blindly obeyed.

I have been smitten by Keira's charm since the first day of college, fantasies finding way through unspoken sighs. Today, it was real.

"First time?" she asked. I blushed.

Her fingers burnt against my skin, softly circling the uncharted territories, and finding a way through the maze. As she devoured me in virgin nooks, ecstasy gripped me tight.

She licked and bit me, and my submission erupted in throes of pleasure.

Little did I know that this encounter would mold me into a vampire, just like her.


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - K.



Friday, April 11, 2014

Jeevan



Jeevan was my schoolmate, but gradually we lost touch. I came to know that he had become a spiritual guru, and laughed at the thought. A monk? Huh!

We met at a reunion, and he exhibited an aura of calmness.

"You seem so satisfied. Doesn't anything bother you?" I couldn't stop asking.

"Life is a celebration. Success, failure, love, loss, everything encompasses it. Why should we give prominence to just one feeling, and ignore the rest? Relish when you are happy, cherish when you are sad, but always make sure, to differentiate between good and the bad," he smiled.


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - J.



Thursday, April 10, 2014

A Wait So Sweet

his fingers count
days left to return home
a wait so sweet

a wait so sweet
tunes of songs familiar
rains upon him

rains upon him
minutes, hours pass, teasingly
his fingers count


This Haiku is shared with Haiku Horizons - Home.





Ice-Man



The Celsius soared forty. The sun turned naughty.

"Here melts my ice-cream," the little child would scream.

Tired of heat the people prayed, and thus, the God obeyed.

Brushing past the clouds, gliding like a star, emerged the superhero, from somewhere very far.

Dressed in white, and goggles dark, he wasn't Peter Parker, neither Kent Clark.

With a flash, he produced ice, people smiled, and said he was nice.

"Who are you, Mr Hottie?" asked a young cutie.

"Don't call me hot, that I am not. I am cold, I am bold, with an anti-summer plan, my name Ice-Man."


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - I.