neelwrites/flash/fiction/shortstory/25/01/2020

NO TIME TO CRY

By Neel Anil Panicker

Stella looked at the mess around her—the debauchery of the previous  night’s indulgences—half eaten white ant crawling pizza crumbs, cartons of empty beer cases, ashtrays filled to the  brim with cigarette stubs, torn condom packets, dirty bone china dinner plates that smelled of roasted pork and fried  fish—all lay scattered all around the two room corner street Cochin dwelling that was home.

Her eyes stared up at the wall clock.

“Oh my God, it’s already ten,” she screamed, her voice betraying her deep anxiety.

At that instant, with barely fifteen minutes to go before her boyfriend’s arrival from Dubai, Stella didn’t know whether she should cry or laugh.

As she paced the floor and wondered how she would explain all the mess that lay around her, a sentence oft iterated by her best friend hit her mindscape: ‘Stella dear, whatever you do in life, do it big…remember, grandiose is the  word.

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1 thought on “neelwrites/flash/fiction/shortstory/25/01/2020

  1. Like your sad story. Thanks for sharing it.

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