PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

By Neel Anil Panicker

“The deeds of the father come visiting the son,” intoned Manesh Shinde as he surveyed his frontyard.

Alarmed by the sudden eruption of her hubby’s booming voice, Sharmila rushed in from the kitchen, her hands still lathered in soapy liquid–her daily morning tango with utensils having just begun.

“My gaawd! Is this our front lawn? How did these seaweeds land here?”
His face, a picture of bemused sarcasm,  sixty year old Shinde volleyed, “My sweetheart, I iterate: it is the sins of the…”

“Oh! stop this metaphorical garbage. Just tell me how you intend to clear this mess?”

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9 thoughts on “neelwrites/ff/100words/07/1020

  1. I just added my story this week and saw your title and had to see how close our stories were. Good one, Neel!

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  2. Ha ha – never mind Nature’s Wrath – this was more like Sharmila’s Wrath! 🙂

    p.s. loved the daily morning tango with utensils, line.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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  3. She’s right, the time for pondering comes after he clean up!

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  4. Tango with the kitchen utensils… I like that.


  5. Dear Neel,

    I like her pragmatic attitude. Nicely done.




  6. Brilliant Neel, they say opposite attracts and they are surely living proof!

    Here’s mine!


  7. I wonder his father did to get the blame.


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