neelwrites/anavalancheofmemories/firstlinefriday/fiction/flashfiction/179words/18/08/2018

First Line Friday: August 17th, 2018 https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/19271780/posts/1963801162 Our line for this week is: The sun simmered red as it slunk towards the jagged horizon. AN AVALANCHE OF MEMORIES By Neel Anil Panicker The sun simmered red as it slunk towards the jagged horizon. Watching its slow inevitable fall, the ever fading out orangish tinge  leaving behind … Continue reading neelwrites/anavalancheofmemories/firstlinefriday/fiction/flashfiction/179words/18/08/2018

neelwrites/easymoney/fiction/shortstory/100words/flashfictionchallenge/31/03/2018

MONEY IS SWEET HONEY By Neel Anil Panicker Professor Amritanand had done his job_ he had prepared the years’ Matriculation Mathematics paper. Now, all he had to do was seal it in an envelope and lock it in the strong room. He was about to do so when his mind sprang alive with the conversation … Continue reading neelwrites/easymoney/fiction/shortstory/100words/flashfictionchallenge/31/03/2018

neelwrites/curtainsdown/sixsentencestories/fiction/shorttsory/13/03/2018

IT’S CURTAINS By Neel Anil Panicker It’s time we draw the curtain on this unfortunate episode of our lives hoping that we don’t commit the same mistakes that we did and… “Hoping that we commit fresh ones, right John?” Well, if what you have just made is a sarcastic remark then let me tell that … Continue reading neelwrites/curtainsdown/sixsentencestories/fiction/shorttsory/13/03/2018

neelwrites/balloon/flash/fiction/shortstory/100days/11/03/2018

SOME TLC By NeelAnil Panicker “You don’t look like you could cook.” This was their second date and Raj had invited Anjali to his pad. He smiled at her from across the kitchen table, the same impish curve she had noticed the first time they had ‘bumped’ at the coffee shop. She noticed it__first, the … Continue reading neelwrites/balloon/flash/fiction/shortstory/100days/11/03/2018

neelwrites/thevoice/shortstory/187words/10/03/2018

THE VOICE By Neel Anil Panicker Mary’s suddenly felt the full weight of her over 80 kg body mass as her hands went limp and the legs gave way. Myriad images began to swim in her head and icicles of a slow moving pain began to shoot into her inner membranes, the pain increasing by … Continue reading neelwrites/thevoice/shortstory/187words/10/03/2018

neelwrites/liftingherself/sixsentencestories/fiction/flash/258words/09/03/2018

LIFTING HERSELF By Neel Anil Panicker Shelly closed the door, drew the curtains, and after switching off the lights, sat in the corner edge of the now darkened room. The last six months had been the most traumatic period of her life what with her husband, her dear darling husband__the one for whom she had … Continue reading neelwrites/liftingherself/sixsentencestories/fiction/flash/258words/09/03/2018

neelwrites/lovemarxiststyle/sixsentencestories/fiction/shortstory/01/03/2018

LOVE-MARXIST  STYLE   By Neel Anil Panicker She was all things to all people, especially to her innumerable lovers. Some called her egalitarian, a libertarian, a person who believed in giving her all, mind, body and soul, in no particular order,  though there were still some naysayers, that very rare breed of perennially Doubting Thomases … Continue reading neelwrites/lovemarxiststyle/sixsentencestories/fiction/shortstory/01/03/2018

neelwrites/aheartbeataway/weekendwritingprompt/fiction/shortstory/25/02/2018

  A HEART BEAT WAY By Neel Anil Panicker Mumma, it’s getting late. I am leaving. Bye.” “Ok Rahul. I have placed your lunch box. Also your Lab coat. Remember, today is your Practicals. And be careful, don’t misplace your pencil box again.” As Asha turned around from the door, she felt a hand on … Continue reading neelwrites/aheartbeataway/weekendwritingprompt/fiction/shortstory/25/02/2018

neelwrites/dollhouse/firstlinefriday/596words/18/02/2018

THE DOLL HOUSE By Neel Anil Panicker Alex says he doesn’t want the doll house. Lisa wonders not for the umpteenth time if she had made a mistake. They were about to be married. She twice. Her childhood home. Recalls the golden memories. No, her mom would never have done it. And now that she … Continue reading neelwrites/dollhouse/firstlinefriday/596words/18/02/2018

neelwrites/fiction/shortstorey/39words/09/12/2017

  #MICROMONDAYS #MicroMondays – The magic number for this week is 39, and it is from the 39th page of the book we have our prompt. IT SOUNDED SIMPLE IN THEORY Hosted at https://looseendoftheredthread.wordpress.com/2017/12/04/micromondays-8/ By Neel Anil Panicker Do a recee of a bank; rent a shop adjoining it; drill a hole upto the locker room; … Continue reading neelwrites/fiction/shortstorey/39words/09/12/2017