By Neel Anil Panicker 

Snowy winters left an ache in his heart.

Abdul Faesal shivered and watched askance at the icicles that hung from the tree tops, the facades of sky high buildings___eerie ghostly figurines, waspish floating bobs  that added to the melancholic atmosphere that hung like a thick Persian carpet all over the wind swept atmosphere.
Looking at the thick sheets of icy growths that had sprouted all around, at the heavily layered all white movable  and immovable apparitions that met his mist laden eyes at  every turn that he took left him with a deep gnawing void, a searing emptiness that sprang from his innards and seeped through the bodily contours, leaving him with a cold dampness that only  helped heighten his overpowering sense of loneliness.
Life, it seemed, was an unfinished painting, pure white, as if an artist had dropped his brush even before she could daub the canvas with multifarious colours.

Ever pragmatic and punctilious, Abdul shrugged off the lethargy that had taken seeds in his heart, and kicking the ice off his boots, stepped out of his nondescript  cottage.

He had chosen the place after a lot of due diligence.

Not too far away from the city hub, yet, close enough to the woods, a mere hop, skip and jump away.
He pulled up the collars of his tweed jacket over his ears, and looking straight headed towards the main road.

Summer or winter, everyone needs to work for a living.

In Abdul’s case, killing was his job, the one he had turned into a lifelong passion.

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Thursday photo prompt: Snowfall #writephoto



5 thoughts on “neelwrites/shortstory/flash/fiction/250words/25/01/2019

  1. Who doesn’t want a job that will become a life long passion? Excellent write Neel.

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  2. The ending was not what I expected. Good job on the prompt.


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