neelwrites/spirallingaway/FF/fiction/shortstory/100days/15/12/2017

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Spiralling Away

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

By Neel Anil Panicker

She caught her reflection in the mirror.

Winced.

From hour glass to bloating mass; collateral damages of a ‘not so happening’ marriage.

She turned around and eyed her tormentor. There he was, brutish smugness stamped all over his swarthy face. An hour ago she’d taken him, rhythmic belt beatings included.

In turn she had served him his favourite Hyderabadi biryani. Also, her ‘special’ of  the day, a vial of arsenic slipped into the wine glass.

The dagger dug deep into his chest. A slight shaking around the legs, then the limp  frame slipped into nothingness.

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33 thoughts on “neelwrites/spirallingaway/FF/fiction/shortstory/100days/15/12/2017

  1. Moon

    Ah! Finally. I hope the murder isn’t discovered and she gets to lead a happy life hereafter.
    Beautiful language, Neel. Thanks for the many new words.

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  2. Looks like she’s taken care of everything, so no hiccups there.
    I appreciate your reading and the lovely comments thereafter.
    Have a nice day, dear Moon.

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  3. This harmless lamp has triggered a lot of mayhem

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  4. Time to move on and deservedly so. Nice one neel.

    Click to read my FriFic!

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  5. From hour glass to bloating mass – nice line Neel.

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  6. Hmmm. She could always have run? After all, she had enough freedom to buy arsenic…

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    1. Hmmm… she flicked it from him who had intended to finish her off. Turned the tables around? Quite possible, Penny.

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  7. ‘Slipped into nothingness’ I love that!

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  8. Dear Neel,

    Brutish smugness. I can picture it. I hope she gets away with it. As they say in the Southern United States, “He was one what needed killin'” Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Ah! i can see that. Thanks a lot for the read and the comments. Your appreciation means a lot, Rochelle.

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  9. So many good lines in this story! From hour glass to bloating mass… a ‘not so happening’ marriage…the limp frame slipped into nothingness… were my favourites.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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  10. This is one serious woman – arsenic and a dagger. Good story Neel.

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    1. Yeah, she sure means business. Thanks for your comments, Susan.

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  11. michael1148humphris

    You set things up well Neel. I to liked from hour glass to …

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  12. Wine, biryani followed by just deserts – what more could anyone ask for right? 😉 😀

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  13. “From hour-glass to bloated mass”—excellent image.

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  14. There are some wonderful lines in this. Well done!

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  15. a ‘not so happening’ marriage. Wow! You said so much in this line. Well done.

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  16. She sure was making sure. I agree with Alicia with the line “a not so happening marriage.” I fear what will happen to her if she is caught – I somehow doubt that mercy will be shown in consideration for the ill treatment she was dealt.

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    1. She can always claim self defence; a good lawyer can buy you anything, right?

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      1. Now that is a little cynical Neel – but yes you are right.

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  17. She really meant business. She both poisoned and stabbed him. Good writing, Neel. 😦 — Suzanne

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  18. I actually hope that she’s not caught…

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