‘Dowry Death!’ screamed the headlines from all the morning papers. ‘Yet another one!’ exclaimed some nonchalantly. ‘Oh God, people still take dowry!’ sniggered a few. ‘Shameless! Just shameless!’ nodded some, disgust writ large on their faces. A few others looked guilty too, remembering the demands they had made in the guise of ‘tradition’…
Tag: #FridayFotoFiction
The Parking Lot #FridayFotoFiction
‘Hey, Pete! Weekends suck, don’t they!?’ asked Aaron. ‘Hmmmmm…’ was Pete’s disinterested response. ‘Julie, whatcha doin’, babe!? Come closer and gimme a hug!’ ‘There you go, again! Shut up, Aaron! Let me enjoy some peace and quiet!’ replied Julie Aaron let out a guffaw, ‘Stuck up old sods! No wonder all of you are…
The Date #FridayFotoFiction
They had walked in separately, but were inseparable since they met. They sat there, hands entwined, eyes speaking a million words and secret smiles being exchanged. An elderly couple looked at them and smiled, as this young love on a date reminded them of their courtship days. Another couple, in the midst of a…
The Shoes #FridayFotoFiction
Little Raju hid behind the tree in the temple courtyard and watched the old Zamindar strut in with his Grandson every evening. The villagers said that this young boy had come from far away, in a very big electric bird. Raju felt ashamed as he looked at himself. The grandson was just his age…
Eye Spy #FridayFotoFiction
‘Hello, Josh.’ Josh’s head whipped around from the board in Professor Smith’s office. ‘Prof! Here I am, in your room once again!’ Josh’s grin lit his face. ‘Thankfully not for any misdemeanours anymore.’ Smith smiled as he put down the books he was holding. ‘No more, Prof! Not anymore!’ laughed Josh. ‘Rather, I am…
Boys to Men #FridayFotoFiction
‘It took me a long while to do this.’ ‘I know, Ron.’ ‘I have lived with fear, with guilt, with hatred towards myself and for all those who did not even try to understand me.’ ‘How could they, Ron, when you didn’t understand yourself?’ ‘That is true…’ ‘It wasn’t easy, but you did it.’ ‘I…
The Hand #FridayFotoFiction
She was wanted by many. Looked up as an idol by more. People were either in awe of her, worshipped her or hated her. No matter what, she was not someone you could ignore. At birth the lines on her palms had promised a life destined for great things. Money, fame, power, being the…
The Piano #FridayFotoFiction
Miser Max was what they called him. First behind his back and then to his face. He used public transport if and when he ventured out of his house. He used meal coupons. The pensioner was wearing the same clothes for as long as he, or anyone else, could remember. Strangely, he never flinched when…
Grandma #FridayFotoFiction
She could have been 75 years old, or maybe more. Or less. Nobody knew her real age and neither did Shanta Tai. Married at the age of 9 and a first time mother at 14, Shanta Tai had no idea when she was born. She had spent a lifetime taking care of people and…
The Shoes #FridayFotoFiction
The spring sun shone down brilliantly on the mountains and valley below. Little tufts of grass were fighting their way upwards from in between the crevices of the rocks. The Goats were grazing peacefully, enjoying the sweet new grass. The silence was punctuated by a weak bleat. A Goat jerked up and began loping ahead,…