Friday, 25 November 2016

The table by the window #fridayfotofiction

The restaurant staff was jubilant as their entire restaurant was booked for the entire evening.
The host had asked them to decorate it in red and silver. And a special table to be set by the window with champagne.

And the 35 year old Sam, the host for the evening came, alone. Sam went and sat at the table beside the window and took out his cellphone and the entire evening was spent by him looking at his dead wife's pictures on phone and drinking.  It has been 5 years today that he lost her coming home from a party.

Word Count : 100

The posts are part of #fridayfotofiction hosted every friday by Tina and Mayuri.

Every friday, fiction it is!!

Friday, 18 November 2016

The lanes #fridayfotofiction

I want to write like Ruskin Bond and Woody Allen. I love to read fiction and now I want to write too. Every week the blog will feature at least one fiction.

The Lanes                

He - “Hey beautiful would you drive? I want to take in this beautiful scene, these forests, the clean air, clear skies, non traffic road we will be missing this in the city."

I - “Sure and going by your words, let's switch seats fast or you'll never want us to go back."

He - (getting out of car) "Why you like the city streets more than these non chaotic roads?"

I just smiled and got to the driving seat. But this beautiful way reminded me of those city bylanes and my crazy sexacapades...yes, I liked the city streets more.


I am participating in #fridayfotofiction hosted by Tina and Mayuri. Fiction in just 100 words it is.

Tina Basu

Friday, 11 November 2016

The house #fridayfotofiction

My trail of thoughts was broken when my little girl came crying to my seat.

I - "What's the matter princess?"
She - "Daddy, that boy sitting at the back of the bus says this jungle has ghosts. You said there is nothing like ghosts. He is scaring me and says there is a haunted house here.
I -" No dear, don't be afraid there are no ghosts or haunted houses. Forget it, he is lying, come here l will play with you.

I had to divert her attention from the thought and the window by my seat, as we passed that haunted house.