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By Neel Anil Panicker

 “Get out of my house, you wastrel.”

Never before did a father’s parting words sound more harsh.

Abhijeet slept off the cold, wintry night on the roadside kerb; his guitar held to the chest, the duffel bag his pillow. A half blind stray spaniel snuggled beside him while rats laid claim over his frail body.

The next morn he started singing, each word a tear drop straight out of the wellsprings of his tortured heart.

For the next seven days nimble fingers worked the strings, belting out one soulful rendition after the other.

Busy bee office goers passed by; for them he was an oddity; a bearded shaggy reed thin man in tattered jeans and a blazing red shirt; yet another unhinged, misguided soul.

A few coins fell his way; some even stopped to hear him and maybe, click a photograph or two.

One day an onlooker walked up.

“I am a music director. Would like to sign you for our next movie.”

In one week, Abhi had lost a house and found a home.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #shortstory #FFaW # 173 words

107th Challenge

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-21 through 03-27-2017


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