A DATE TO REMEMBER
© A Mixed Bag
By Neel Anil Panicker (176 words)
Varun, I knew him as. Was unconventional–said he believed in doing things differently.
We were on our first date ever.
Took me to this weird looking boat.
I saw a neighing horse’s head jutting out from the bow.
“You’ll love this. Move to the corner,” he said. In his hands he held a vintage use ‘n’ throw black and white camera.
Just when the flashlights popped, the air around broke into raucous laughter and deafening shrieks.
A band of overexcited tourists had clambered on.
The next I know the tiny boat wobbled and off I flew from bow to stern in one big somersault.
Opened my eyes to find myself peering into limpid blue eyes and a face that broke into an impish grin.
Suspended in midair, I felt the warmth of steely hands on tender waist.
Our eyes met, Cupid’s darts struck.
Love at first sight—that’s what it was.
Heard a splash and looked over only to find someone flailing his arms wildly in the cold waters.
It was ‘Goodbye Varun, Hello Albert’.
©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction # shortstory #SPF
Written for
Sunday Photo Fiction – April 9th 2017
hosted by https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/04/09/sunday-photo-fiction-april-9th-2017/
Hahaha. Love at first sight, and dump the trash. Hehe. Good story Neel
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