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Thursday photo prompt – Portal – #writephoto

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Weekly Writing Prompt #118

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Poetry and/or Flash Fiction
December 4th 2017 | #118

(5) Words: | GHOST | PINCH | RATE | GOLD | BURY |

 

TUNNEL OF HOPE OR DESPAIR?

By Neel Anil Panicker

A beautiful woman, the most beautiful he had ever seen, her ‘slender as a twig’ body clad from top to bottom in white appeared out of the cumulus clouds above and swung a magical wand towards him.

Immediately, Richard felt a strange, tingling sensation all over his body as shiny golden beams of light lit the night sky.

The all white apparition smiled beatifically down at him.

A honey dipped voice, soft as gurgling mountain waters whispered,

“Young man, follow my instructions carefully for you are about to become the luckiest man on this planet. Take seven steps from the East of your hut and stop, facing the mango groves that lie beyond your backyard.

Now start digging fifty feet into the ground. You will soon hit a dead end. That is the clue for you to turn left and dig another two feet. Soon you will see a small slit in the earth. It leads to a tunnel.  Crawl through it for about ten feet and you will have entered a cave. It is the Abode of Kuber, The God of Wealth.

Buried there are glittering diamond necklaces, gold earrings, precious stones, silver, platinum… take what you want…it is limitless and they are all yours”.

Richard couldn’t believe what he was witnessing and hearing. The pupils of his eyes dilated twice its normal size. His ears lobes strained to catch the soft, magical voice that was being drilled into his head.

Could this be true? Will he become rich? With such wealth he can virtually rule the earth, be master of everyone, own everything that he had ever wanted or lusted after?

Still unbelieving of his good fortune, he pinched himself on the cheek.

“What’s this month’s rate?”, he heard a familiar voice shouting into his ears.

Richard opened his eyes and found himself staring into the perplexed face of Raghav Sir, his regular customer, the gentleman from whom he bought old newspapers. Old newspapers that he bought and sold for a living. His dream had just turned to dust.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #flash #shortstory

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Thursday photo prompt – Ebb – #writephoto

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A QUIRK OF FATE

By Neel Anil Panicker

Adani closed his eyes and the visions came floating by.

A near dilapidated apology of a mud house sans windows and doors.

He peeped inside and saw a creaking wobbly legged old wooden cot and lying on it an eighty year old woman spitting blood and bile onto the mud floors, her flaked skin and mangled bones spreading out all over like blackish blood cots on deadened bones.

On the floor around her lay in various stages of wakefulness, a shirtless man and a reed thin woman, and five small kids who looked equally emaciated, their socket less eyes staring out into the increasingly darkening roofless skies above.

The youngest among them, barely seven years old, was the template of utter gutter filth: a mixture of urine, bile, blood, spit and vomit was plastered all over his stark naked body, an obnoxiously pungent odour oozing from every single pore.

***

Adani opened his eyes and saw a hundred television cameras aimed towards him.

A woman thrust a mike. “Sir, how does it feel to have struck gold in this wilderness?”

Gautam Adani, the owner of Adani Power, a Fortune trillion dollar multinational conglomerate smiled wryly, “It feels great, a bit ironical though, as we knew never knew all this while we were living under a pile of gold.”

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Thursday photo prompt – Tower – #writephoto

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A BAD DREAM  (PART 26 OF ‘A DANGEROUS LOVE’)

 

 

By Neel Anil Panicker

The tower loomed above him like some monstrous mythical creature that seemed to grow larger and larger with every single excruciating step that he took.

‘God! spare me this torture,’ he wanted to scream out, his anguished cries reverberating all around the icy blue skies, ricochetting off the innumerable small hills that dotted the jagged landscape, but then he checked himself.
His pursuers were close behind, barely a 100 metres away, and he didn’t want to take any chances, not after coming this far from his tormentors, and so near to his goal.

Swiping his brow off thick beads of sweat, the man stepped forward, his each step a stagger as he negotiated the steep bolder strewn mud splattered narrow incline that led to the ancient tower.

As he inched closer to it he could make out the pole, a massively long iron bean that rose Phoenix -like from the bowels of the tower and pierced the skies. On it, fluttering proud and high, the silhouette of a flag, a white rectangular piece of cloth, a clear indication that freedom was but a few steps away.

The sight filled his heart with renewed vigour and he raced ahead, almost running towards the tower.

It was then that he was hit, a shower of bullets knocking him to the ground, blood spluttering out of his chest and upper torso.

Slowly, he turned around and just before his eyes descended into darkness, he saw them, their victorious faces, in particular one face, the visage the very personification of Devil himself.

An earth shattering heart wrenching cry escaped his lips.

***

The tyres screeched to a halt inside Tiz Hazari Court premises, and that woke up Ali.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but couldn’t wish away the face of his tormentor.

It was Afzal Guru, his crime boss, and now his Enemy Number One.

(c)neelanilpanicker2017 #part26 of A Dangerous Love #312words #fiction #novella #ThursdayPhotoPrompt #writephoto #thetower

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PART SIXTEEN
PART SEVENTEEN
PART EIGHTEEN
PART NINETEEN
PART 21

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SIX SENTENCE STORIES

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THE DON’S CUP OF WORRIES…  (Part 21 of A Dangerous Love)

By Neel Anil Panicker

As darkness descends, snaking its way past the giant mulberry trees that line up the heavily fortified four walls of Sumer Manzil, the icy chill that has enveloped all of Old Delhi finds resonance in an inner private room where holed up is Afzal Guru, the feared mafia don, his usually sanguine face a cornucopia of worried lines.

Tonight, the man whose very name is enough to send a chill down the spine of his enemies has a lot to worry about on his plate.

The crime business is turning riskier by the day; the big Daddies are slowly turning tech savvy, riding on the waves of technology to engineer multi-crore white collar crimes, deeds that could be committed without shedding a drop of blood, without getting one’s hands dirty.

In short black collar crimes and by its extension their exponents were slowly losing their sheen, and  no longer were they beautiful; instead white comes cloaked in a veil of respectability.

Sipping into his Johnny Walker Black Label, the Don mulls and mourns the loss of such lost glories, and then slowly his thoughts stumble upon another major worry__Ali, his once loyal acolyte turned turncoat; the one who now has grown too big for his boots and threatens to tear asunder the multi-layered crime syndicate that he had built from scratch.

The thought of Ali and his perfidious acts races his heart beats and as his large bulbous eyes redden with a bloody rage, he finally crashes his enormous nearly 100 kilo frame onto the sprawling velvety diwan to mull ways and means to send Liza, his daughter and Ali’s lover hurtling into the arms of death.

©neelanilpanciker2017 #part21ofadangerouslove #fiction #novella #sixsentencestories #plate
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PART SIXTEEN
PART SEVENTEEN
PART EIGHTEEN
PART NINETEEN

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FISHING FOR TROUBLE?

By Neel Anil Panicker

“How could you ever cast your vote for that party? A party which is out and out fundamentalist, fascist, bigoted, anti-democratic, anti-poor; one which does not even have a single woman in that ivory tower that they so loftily pronounce as the Politburo, their  highest decision making body?”

‘Well, I…I thought of giving them a chance because of the TINA factor?’

“Hogwash! All this is mere excuse for avowed anti-women crusaders and closeted male chauvinist pigs like you and the increasingly growing numbers of your ilk who think of women as no better than chattels, enslaved and bound within the four walls of houses, to be possessed and dispossessed off at arrogant man’s will; used and abused at his sweet whims and fancies. TINA factor? What the bullshit is that crap?”

‘Well, my dear, it means at times we need to choose a person or a viewpoint not because it is right or correct, but because all the other available options are bad. There is no other alternative.’

“I am not buying this cock and bull story. It’s another way to protect and promote the hegemony of a select few who otherwise may be incompetent.”

‘Darling, I hope you are not including me, your duly wedded husband, in this category, for I were incapable and devoid of intelligence I wouldn’t have been able to first ensnare and later marry such a fine, well bred woman as you undoubtedly are.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #ALL RIGHTS RESERVED #sixsentencestories #fiction

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THE CHIEF WARDEN’S OFFICE

By Neel Anil Panicker

“Pandit, are the papers in order? Have you checked with the court authorities?  And what time is the hearing?

As the series of questions delivered in typical staccato fashion reverberated off the walls of the corner basement room that served as the Chief Warden’s Office, the assistant warden looked wearily at his boss, his sleep deprived eyes still swollen and sporting a reddish hue.

“Sir, I have doubly checked. Everything’s in place. The hearing, Sir, is at Tiz Hazari Courts, 11 am.”

Across the table, Chief Jail Warden of Tihar Jail, Ambarnath Mishra’s shoulders stooped; his hands which were shuffling through a sheaf of worn out papers laid out on the massive oakwood table, dramatically stopped and were now clutching a pair of paper weights, which he began to furiously rotate in an anti-clockwise fashion.

Tiz Hazari Court had always been a bugbear; the last time, and that was barely a month ago,

there had been a shootout inside the Court premises __three prisoners beside one of the jail staff had lost their lives, all in a space of ten minutes.

After scratching his head, the fingers desperately moving around his bald pate as if desperately searching for a few strands of hair, Mishra looked up and barked out the orders, “Line up all the prisoners by eight in the morning, and run them through a pat body inspection. I suspect trouble with a capital T.”

©neelanilpanicker2017 #thechiefwarden’soffice#adangerouslove #partsixteenofadangerouslove #fiction #240words

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PART FIFTEEN

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017: WEEK #33

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THE HIT

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By Neel Anil Panicker

“Finish him outside the judge’s chamber”.

The words were a staccato, delivered in a banal tone, as if it came straight off a machine.

Salim found himself sweating under his silk shirt.

A dark, foreboding sense of violence loomed large in the camphor filled low ceilinged room whose massive windows were hid by huge dark curtains whose ends fell rather ominously onto to the granite laden floors.

Years of being the boss’ understudy had taught him that there was more to come.

Displaying the patience of a monk and the slyness of a jackal, Salim waited for the

his boss’ instructions.

Astride his decade old Atlas cycle exerciser, the don rode at a furious pace, his muscular arms and legs hurtling forward in tremendous fury.

To Salim, as to any onlooker, the vista resembled a giant black bear rolling off the high mountains, spewing dust and dirt in equal measure, as other lesser endowed animals watched by in stupefied fear and grudging admiration.

An hour later, seated crosslegged in the pearly white diwan, Afzal Bhai spat out betel leaves into the dear-necked bronze spittoon.

Shifting his near ninety kilo weight to one side, the don thundered, his eyes__blood shot, and raging with fire, “Kill Ali, and Liza too, if needed”.

If the order had rattled Salim, he was smart enough not to reveal so in front of his boss.

He merely nodded his head and bowed out of the room.

It was only when he had driven out of Sumer Manzil and was heading towards the syndicate lawyer’s chamber at Karol Bagh did he allow himself a smile, a slow, foxy smile that he kept on for the rest of ride, unmindful of the thickening traffic around him.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #FFfPP#thehit #adangerouslove #partfourteenofadangerouslove

 

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