PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

WHO STOLE MY HONEY?  (99 words)

By Neel Anil Panicker

Neha opened the windows and the memories came flooding by.

“What’s your favourite colour? Wait, let me guess”.

They were at the restaurant corner table. His piercing eyes boring into hers, smiling cockily the way truly tall, dark, and handsome among mortals do.


“But I am so dark?” she had said, inflecting her voice to sound hurt.

“No. But because you are one__ lovely, loving, and lovable.

Thus saying, the hunter had won over the hunted; the flower dripped clear of all her


She gave one last look at the withered orchids__bent and wasted__, and then jumped.

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle



42 thoughts on “neelwrites/fiction/shortstory/FF/100words/01/02/2017

  1. I had to re-read twice to satisfy myself about your meaning. THEN I read the comments, and I did get it right:) You can congratulate yourself that I was interested enough to read it through three times!


  2. handmadejewelryhaven says:

    He stole her honey. So sad that in many cultures, this is the whole of a woman’s worth.
    Thank you for making us mull over what her future could have been.

    Found your blog on FF, hope you can visit mine also.

    – Lisa

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  3. I knew what you meant. In India, people often jump to end their misery: off balconies, down wells, off roofs. Depression is a tragic frame of mind. What a sorry scumbag he was to ruin someone’s life and move on to the next victim. There should be a class in school for girls to warn them of these macho idiots. My hope is that each and every one of them meets a woman who turns the tables on them and leaves them miserable Good writing, Neel. —- Suzanne


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