Sunday Photo Fiction – May 14th 2017
LOVE IN STONES
By Neel Anil Panicker
The moment I sighted the statue I knew I had blown it.
Blown whatever chances I had of making it up with Susan.
A week ago I was pleading with her.
“One chance, just one, please?”
God knows how but she bought that.
‘Just once Charles, if not we’re quits.’
So, here we were, in Paris, all the way from India, as we nee I, tried one last ditch effort to save our tottering marriage.
She craned her neck, squinting her eyes against the harsh summer rays.
Barely ten feet ahead of us loomed the colossal statue.
I sensed danger.
“Susie, let’s move to Champs-Élysées, to their new store of H&M. Read it stocks the very best in ladies suits.”
She would melt, I thought, knowing her weakness for exclusive designer wear.
I was mistaken.
She had spotted the statue and was now heading towards it.
My heart beats rivalled a 250 mile hurricane.
I raced after her.
“This is so allegorical, sweetheart,” she exulted, her arms around me, puckering me with kisses.
Later in our hotel room, as she slept blissfully in my arms, I wondered since when had she come to love statutes, that too of supersized naked men.
©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #SUNDAYPHOTOFICTION #200 words
Written for SUNDAY PHOTO FICTION CHALLENGE
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Ha, so long as he appreciates sculptures as well they will get along fine!
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Haha! So that’s it has come down to _ a crash course in sculpture understanding.
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Neat story, Neel.
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Actually, that reminded me of Michelangelo’s “David,” but that statue is in Florence, Italy. Glad this had a happy ending.
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Every marriage has its own special ingredient — I’m glad he found theirs before it was too late!
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Yes, that’s a good thing. Thanks for reading, Joy.
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Good story, Neel. I am surprised at how many stories this week have a romantic theme.
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Thanks Hardy. I guess there is romance in the air.
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It seems like he got of lightly, designer clothes are so expensive, instead it seems he got taken to bed. But that’s the romance of Paris.
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Ah! the perennial romance that is Paris.
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It seems he has to get to know his wife all over again. A random sighting saved his marriage though. Good story Neel
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I think that mystery is best left alone. He should just accept that it worked. Good writing, Neel. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Yes, that’s a fact. Thanks a lot, Pat.
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