As he stood there yet again, looking over at the window, with his binoculars in one hand and a key-ring, his lucky charm in the other. He knew something was wrong today, He could see some women's clothes strewn across haphazardly in the apartment. He had known for a while that he was cheated upon by Shiva, his ex-bf, but seeing him in bed with a woman was a shocking revelation. How could he do that to him? maybe only revenge would satisfy him now, would his lucky charm work its magic yet again, he wondered, checking the safety band of his revolver.
Recollecting the best moments past month, I sit, I write, I make memories today ~ Himani mahalwal My entry through the majestic gate, the building that stood tall,the portrait of the old queen,took me back to the Victorian setting. I took a picture, uploaded on social platform and moved myself inside. It felt, exactly where I wanted to be. I scribbled every weekend and knit with the needlelike pen some of the best fabrics. Fabric of different colours and intertwined stories to tell. In the midst of the the journey, as I made the first step inside the cube like classroom, eyes followed me. I wore purple Indian attire with dazzling jhumki's and Jaipuri Kolhapuri. A hoarse voice prompted me to turn back. " Hey, you look different, join us." Now I exactly knew that wearing...
Nice compact story here.. I know there was that 100 word limit, but it'd be fun to see how you expand this :)
ReplyDeleteA story worth 1000 words squeezed in to 100.Great job Priyanka
ReplyDeleteThis feels inspired. Thank you for writing this!
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