This week’s photo prompt is provided by Grant-Sud. Thank you Grant for our photo prompt!
By Neel Anil Panicker
It was their favourite picnic spot. The two would drive down from town a mile away, usually every other week, almost always on a Sunday, when Vinod would manage to somehow steal time away from his bustling business of selling Chinese electronic products, all fancy duplicates.
After parking their car at a distance and within viewing distance, they would stroll up to a flat surface, one they had zeroed in after a few trials and errors and Rashmi approved of; lay out a thick jute carpet, and sit down for a couple of hours; the rocky ranges looming above them as if in deference, and the sun peeping through them__the only other interference in what turned out to be a welcome escapade from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
It were idyllic times__she would have brought along crispy chocolate cakes, and the two would munch them alongside delectable brownies and cookies with the occasional washing down of it all by red fruit wine in glasses that the two would keeping replenishing for one another.
That is until now__until the damn decision of the government to ban all high value currency notes.
Thanks to demonetisation, for the first time in their married lives, the Mehras began to feel conscious of the huge age difference between them.
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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
Week of 01-03 through 01-09-2017