neelwrites/ablanklife/ThreeLineTales/fiction/flash/100words/07/10/2017

A BLANK LIFE

By  Neel Anil Panicker

three line tales week 88: dip pen and ink because it's Inktober, innit

photo by Kira auf der Heide via Unsplash

Stormy sea waves lash away relentlessly, ferociously shooting forth icy foams from the ocean beds, maniacally riding the crests and troughs, holding in their froth filled gargantuan arms huge arsenals of soot and silt, which they then send crashing with blinding murderous rage on rocky yet ever subservient shores.
Weasel in hand, Rohit bores his might into the empty white paper; tonight she is intransigent, simply refusing to play muse to his meaningless meanderings.

Love is a two edged sword.When happy, it is an obedient slave, working as per it’s master’s bidding; but when unhappy, the tables turn, turning the once omnipotent master into shuddering vassals.

(c)neelanilpanicker2017 #ThreeLineTales #fiction #flashfiction #100words

 

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neelwrites/cryinthedarortrap?/part22ofadangerouslove/fiction/novella/133words/30/09/2017

Three Line Tales, Week 87

Hosted bySONYA at https://only100words.xyz/2017/09/28/three-line-tales-week-87/

CRY IN THE DARK, OR A TRAP?

tltweek87

photo by Bryan Minear via Unsplash

By Neel Anil Panicker

‘Tiger out on the prowl. Want to cage it. Interested? Meet tomorrow night, Fifth Lane, Third Avenue, Mayapuri Industrial Area. 11 sharp. Bye. You know who.’

For the third time in the evening Inspector Sharma peered at the piece of near crumpled paper that lay on his desk, and then closed his eyes, his hands slowly rubbing the nape of his neck in concentric circles. The phone beside him rang but oblivious to it, his senses were hurtling down memory lane, past old bylanes, near decrepit buildings, and an incident that happened one wintry evening several years ago.

Slowly, as it travelled down memory lane, the mind’s eyes clicked open and a confetti of half faded fleeting images began to form themselves into one clear scene, a happening, or more appropriately, a mishap.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #novella #part22ofadangerouslove #133words

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DEAR READERS/COLLEAGUES/FELLOW WRITERS/FRIENDS

If you would like to read the earlier parts of this ongoing novella ‘A DANGEROUS LOVE’

kindly click on the links below:

PART ONE

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/27/neelwritesffphoningaroundfictionromance100words27072017/

PART TWO:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/28/neelwrites3linetalesphoningaround-part2fiction28072017/

PART THREE:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/30/neelwritessundayphotofiction03ofdangerouslove30072017/

PART FOUR

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/neelwritespart/

PART FIVE

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/neelwritessixsentencestoriesepisodesixofdangerouslovefiction/

PART SIX

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/03/neelwriteswatcherfictionthursdayphotoprompt03082017/

PART SEVEN https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/05/neelwritesgaffarmian-alifeoutsideprisonwallsthreelinetalesfiction188words/

PART EIGHT https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/08/neelwritescatsoutofthebagfffpppart8ofdangerouslovefiction08082017/

PART NINE https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/09/neelwritesthediscoveryfffawpart9dangerouslovefiction09082017/comment-page-1/#comment-3979

PART TEN  https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/12/neelwritesalonelyvigilparttenofadangerouslovefiction35812082017/

PART ELEVEN https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/neelwritesthedisclosurespfpartelevenofdangerouslove15082017/

 

PART TWELVE https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/16/neeelwritesthedonsnestparttwelveofdangerouslovefictionnovella16082017/

PART THIRTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/21/neelwritesbordersixsentencestoriespartthirteenofadangerouslovefiction195words21082017/

PART FOURTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/24/neelwritesthehitpartfourteenofadangerouslove24082017/

PART FIFTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/25/neelwriteswearinganewshadeadangerouslifepartfifteenofdangerouslovefiction25082017/

PART SIXTEEN
PART SEVENTEEN
PART EIGHTEEN
PART NINETEEN
PART 21

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/09/19/neelwritespart21ofadangerouslovesixsentencestoriesplate19072017/

neelwrites/fierylove/ThreeLineTales/fiction/fiction/50words/17/08/2017

Three Line Tales, Week 81

Hosted by Sonya at https://only100words.xyz/2017/08/17/three-line-tales-week-81/#comment-29303

FIERY LOVE

Three line tales week 80: a pizza oven

photo by Cathal Mac an Bheatha via Unsplash

By Neel Anil Panicker

“How on earth could a man who’s so madly in love with his wife throw her into a burning oven?”

‘Well, well. Even I find that hard to believe though how I wish he were simply humanly and not madly in love with her.

Then he wouldn’t have done what he did, isn’t it?.’

©neelanilpanicker2017 #ThreeLineTales #fiction #50words

neelwrites/3LineTales/phoningaround-part2/fiction/28/07/2017

Three Line Tales, Week 78

Sonya at ONLY 100 WORDS has challenged us to write a three line tale from this photo prompt.  https://only100words.xyz/2017/07/27/three-line-tales-week-78/

DANGEROUS LIAISONS

three line tales week 78: someone walks down the stairs at the Guggenheim Museum in NYC

photo by Mahdis Mousavi via Unsplash

By Neel Anil Panicker

Al slipped the phone back to its cradle, trudged back to his bare boned six by six darkened cell that he shared with one other inmate and there, left all to himself with only the stony walls for company, he began to ponder over the repercussions of his actions, the frighteningly damaging consequences of falling in love with Lisa.

She was ravishingly beautiful, a sex bomb, no doubt;  his hands had never felt so good on any other female form, the kisses never been so long and passionate with anyone else, his heart never flipping for anyone as badly as it had flipped for the very busty, feisty, sexually thirsty nineteen-year-old Liz.

But why then did Al feel as if he were forever climbing up a steep never ending staircase, one that had as many spirals going up as it had coming down? Why, what, and most importantly, whose wrath did he fear so much that even a moment’s solitude spent dreaming about Liz and her ‘oh so obvious’ pleasures was proving to be a Herculean effort?

(For those interested in the First Part please click on the link given below.

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/27/neelwritesffphoningaroundfictionromance100words27072017/

(neelanilpanciker2017 #3LineTales #fiction #shortstory #178words

 

neelwrites/threelinetales/clown/fiction/shortstory/10/06/2017

Three Line Tales, Week 71

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

Happy three-lining!

https://only100words.xyz/2017/06/09/three-line-tales-week-71/

NOTHING TO CLOWN ABOUT  

photo by Diana Feil via Unsplash

By Neel Anil Panicker

Newly engaged Inder quaffed the last drop off his wine glass, waltzed onto the stage and cracked yet another of his party piece jokes sending the celebratory congregation of family and friends gathered in the Crystal Room of the 5-star hotel into wild raptures.

As the evening gathered steam and the appreciative crowd swooned and swayed to Inder’s clownish antics, for the first time seeds of doubt began to sprout in his fiancé Dipika’s mind.

“Damn’t it. Why is it not happening? The poison not working? Why the hell is it taking so long for him to die?” she wondered.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #3LineTales #fiction #100words

neelwrites/3LineTales/historicalfiction/126words/01/06/2017

Welcome to Week 70 of Three Line Tales.

https://only100words.xyz/2017/06/01/three-line-tales-week-70/

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

Happy three-lining!

A CAT WITH NINE LIVES      (GENRE:HISTORICAL  FICTION)

three line tales, week 70: a cat walking on a dock wall with boats in the background


By Neel Anil Panicker

Peeping into the heart shaped exquisitely ornate full length mirror, Lorenz daubs a coating of her favourite face cream Women’s Secret onto her finely chiselled high-cheek boned almond shaped face.

Spread eagled on the velvety master bed in the fourteenth floor ultra chic Hilton Hotel suite, Fidel watches his lady love with wide eyed admiration before saying, “If you are here to kill me, here take my pistol, sweetheart.”

Shock and fear drains out the colour on Lorenz’s face that not very long lit up catwalks around the world as its embarrassed owner, first stares at the tiny charcoal black Glock 29 that lay on the floor in front of her and then flings herself into Castro’s arms exclaiming, “Forgive me, my love, I have been misled.”

©neelanilpanicker2017 #3LineTales #historicalfiction #126 words

HISTORICAL BACKGROUND

Ilona Marita Lorenz (born August 18, 1939) is a German-born American woman who had an affair with Fidel Castro in 1959 and in January 1960 was involved in an assassination attempt by the CIA on Castro’s life.

Image result for PICTURE OF LORENZ AND CASTRO?

In the 1970s and 1980s, she testified about the John F. Kennedy assassination, stating that she was involved with a group of anti-Cuban militants, Frank Sturgis of the CIA, and E. Howard Hunt of CIA and Watergate infamy shortly before the assassination.

In February 1959, weeks after the conclusion of the Cuban Revolution, Lorenz arrived in Havana with her father on board of the MS Berlin.[3] Fidel Castro and his men visited the ship and the Máximo Líder took a liking to the nineteen-year-old girl. She stayed in Havana, lived with Castro for several months and became pregnant. She underwent an abortion in the 7th month of pregnancy. She claims it was forced on her, while one of Castro’s assistants claims that she wanted it.[4]

She left the island and joined anti-Castro activists in Florida. Her later testimony named Francisco Fiorini as the CIA agent who recruited her to assassinate Castro, and that this was an alias for Frank Fiorini Sturgis. She received poison pills that she was to put in Castro’s food. Back in Cuba in 1960, she did not deliver the pills but told Castro about the plot, claiming that she still loved him.[4] She left the island and visited Castro one last time in 1981.

According to Lorenz, in March 1961 she met deposed Venezuelan dictator Marcos Pérez Jiménez, introduced to her as “General Diaz”, at a residence in Miami Beach, Florida while working as a courier for the International Anti-Communist Brigade.[5] She said she was to collect a $200,000 contribution from Pérez Jiménez for her group.[5] Lorenz said: “He chased me around for six weeks.”[5]

Lorenz claimed that Castro and Pérez Jiménez each fathered a child with her.[5]

In August 1963, a paternity suit Lorenz filed against Pérez Jiménez briefly held up his extradition to Venezuela.

neelwrites/threelinetales/bullet/fiction/shortstory/25/05/2017

Three Line Tales, Week 69

Welcome to Week 69 of Three Line Tales.

NOT SO BULLET PROOF

three line tales week 69: Lego heads

photo by Carson Arias via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

https://only100words.xyz/2017/05/25/three-line-tales-week-69/

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • If you want your post to be included in the round-up, you have until Sunday evening to publish it.
  • Have fun.

By Neel Anil Panicker

An empty mind is the Devil’s workshop, Tom’s father never tired of telling him.

Unfortunately, the well meaning counsel fell on deaf ears; the wayward son heard them from one ear and emptied them out from the other.

Things reached a dead end when one day, too tired of hearing the same old non-stop rattle once too often, Tom pulled out his father’s gun, and emptied all six bullets into the old man’s head.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #ThreeLineTales #fiction #shortstory