WHEN MEN TELL LIES, WOMEN KNOW THEY ARE LIES.
WHEN WOMEN TELL TRUTH, MEN THINK THEY ARE LIES.
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CARE FOR A COFFEE BREAK
By Neel Anil Panicker
The sky afar was decked in faint orange. A streak of the morning sun sneaked past the snow white hills and greeted Ismail’s eyes.
They returned the favour with a glint.
It was time to go.
He turned around, picked his rucksack, and stepped out of the spartan room. The old man manning the Reception was lost to sleep__ his bald as an eagle head resting on the oblong desk, unmoving as the stillness around him.
Ismail tiptoed by him, dropping a hundred rupee note onto his outstretched palms, and stepped out into the early morning Munnar dawn that awaited him.
A brisk five minute walk down the winding path that cut through the throng of lush coffee fields on either end saw him arrive at the main arterial road that connected to the railway station.
Ismail pulled out his pocket watch; the time read 05:12.
He still had time.
Time to catch the morning train.
Time enough before they discovered the body he had left behind at Hotel Paradise.
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neelwrites/flyingoff/sundayphotofiction/FOWC/free/flash/fiction/200words/10/12/2019
Sunday Photo Fiction – December 9, 2018
https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2018/12/08/sunday-photo-fiction-december-9-2018/
FLYING OFF
By Neel Anil Panicker
“Why isn’t it moving?… what’s holding these nincompoops?” “Do they want us all to freeze,”?
As the din of agitated voices sliced through the early morning frosty air, Rakesh wondered what the commotion was all about.
He’d every reason to do so. For someone who was literally living out of a suitcase ___the weather, the delay, the hassles of taking an early morning flight___all these were a non-issue.
‘Funny, how one’s perspectives change, he thought, as his mind flashed to a day a year ago when he had been summoned into his boss’s office and told, “Richard, we are facing some cultural assimilation issues at all our newly merged companies across South Asia. We would like you to take care of it”.
And so it began___flying off to unknown destinations, a new country, a new city, a new time zone, an altogether new life.
A month into it and his boss had again called. “The reports are good. You managed to gain their trust. We would like you continue this for another six months. That’s if you’re ok. ”
He had nodded in the affirmative.
Anything to be free. Free from Esther. Free from a marriage that’s as good as dead.
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ALL OF US ARE BORN PROPER BORNS.
IT’S THE WORLD THAT ADDS THE ADJECTIVES
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I AM A HUMAN BEING WHO HAPPENS TO BE AN INDIAN.
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neelwrites/graffitti/99words/flashfictionchallenge/flash/fiction/09/12/2018
December 6: Flash Fiction Challenge
SCRIBBLING ABOUT
By Neel Anil Panicker
“Son, what’s it you want to become?”
‘A graffer’.
“A what, son? I mean I’ve heard of photographer, videographer, even choreographer. Pray, what’s a graffer?”
‘Relax, dad. He’s a graffiti artist__one who writes, scribbles, scratches, or sprays on a wall or other surface in a public place for a living.’
“What? Who in his right mind pays for such mindless vandalism? Plus, isn’t all this illegal?
“Dear Dad, world over everyone’s in a hurry. We graffer force them to stop, albeit temporarily, and drive home some homely truths. As for legality, when it comes to art, who requires permission.”
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neelwrites/asnowparty/flash/fiction/FOWC/pencil/09/12/2018
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/08/fowc-with-fandango-pencil/
FOWC with Fandango — Pencil
Saturday Weekly Challenge, Dec #2
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/12/08/saturday-weekly-challenge-dec-2/
A SNOW PARTY
By Neel Anil Panicker
‘Hey, what say guys, let’s have a snow party coming weekend.’ Raymond screamed out excitedly to the gang of four that had gathered outside his house.
“Wow! Love the sound of it. But pray, what’s a snow party. I mean I have heard of a beach party but…”
‘What do you mean? Doesn’t it snow back there in India? Haven’t you witnessed one?’, Terry queried, his voice betraying his utter surprise.
“It’s not that I haven’t seen one. It does snow in India, but then it’s not quite often. And definitely not where I live. It’s only in…”
“Well, let me explain”, butted in Raymond, as he sought to put to rest their newly arrived college mate from India. “There’s a lot of ice skating, snow tubing, sliding on ice, hurling massive snow balls at one another, getting down to some serious snow building___you know snowmen, snow forts…that kind of stuff, even who knows Donald Trump, The White House ecetera, ecetera… We also carry food stuff. Plus, there will be singing, and yes, even some snow dancing. So, you see, it’s going to be a proper picnic, a white picnic if I may add.”.
‘Wow, sounds good. I am game for this. Pencil me in.’
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