neelwrites/waroverlove/FridayFictioneers/flash/fiction/shortstory/100words/storystarter/13/11/2018

16 November 2018

WAR OVER LOVE

By Neel Anil Panicker

The roar from above seemed to cut through the stony bricks, and reach upto to their ears, splitting their benumbed senses with the rising cacophony.

Above them the bridge rattled as footsteps sped by, its owners’ rasping voices hurling the choicest of invectives.

Crouched in between a narrow ledge, their hands clasped in unison, eyes affixed to each others’, ears cocked to catch the slightest of decibels, Lata and her Muslim friend held their breaths as the air suddenly turned warm.

‘Looks like they’re going to burn down the bridge.’

“I couldn’t care less. We’ve already burnt all our bridges.’

 

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9 November 2018

MEN, WOMEN, AND ME TOO

By Neel Anil Panicker

First, they’ll will touch you, feel you all over, violate you in all possible manner.

Then, when they’re dead sure you’re dead or as good as dead, that you have zero feelings, they’ll hack you, cut you to pieces and do that over and over again until you’re reduced to a sorry spectacle, until you’re shorn of all ripeness and fruit and joy and all that had earlier made you human.

By then they would move, gleefully, onto their next target, for haven’t you heard the world and its backyard is a happy playground for all such sexual predators.

 

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2 November 2018

CHECKMATE

By Neel Anil Panicker 

‘So, that’s our best move?’

Well, I would say that’s our only move.

‘And why would you say that?’

Hmm…ah…well…

‘Stop spluttering, will you? Come on, spit it out’

You see…your father…

‘My father…he needs to  die, right?’

What I mean…

‘You mean he’s needs to go if we’re to get rich, right?’

That’s right for holy goodness! We kill your old man ‘coz he’s the only soul on Planet Earth who knows we’ve skimmed over a 100 crores from about ten odd banks, ‘coz otherwise you and I spend the rest of our lives in prison.

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neelwrites/fridayfictioneers/flash/fiction/100words/24/10/2018

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

STARTING OUT

By Neel Anil Panicker

Nishant  looked up and a beam of the smiling sun streaked in through the sky high translucent dome shaped roof. More embarrassed than amused, he shifted his gaze to find myself staring at the huge hexagonal foyer,  at its  multi-hued glass windows, and at the fish bowl shaped revolving diamond dripping chandelier that sprinkled psychedelic pearls of glitter all around the football sized atrium.

“Feel at home. This is your new world, the world you belong to.”

Nishant needn’t have turned around to know who the voice was.

He knew investors had come; knew the price his Start Up commanded.

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26 October 2018

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

neelwrites/scenestealer/TTC/ThreeLineTales/FOWC/flash/fiction/18/10/2018

SCENE STEALER

three line tales, week 142: a girl and her puppy at sunset

By Neel Anil Panicker

“This is the best scene that I have seen in my entire movie making career, and now it your job to go ahead and find this girl and her dog and make them an offer to star in my upcoming movie, an offer that would make these real stars bigger than the biggest reel stars.”.

‘Sir, while I totally agree with you that nothing can beat this mesmerizingly charming scene I am afraid the lead heroine we have finalized may not think so it’s an open secret in the industry that she hates all four legged creatures especially dogs’.

“Vikram, if that be the case then it is time she becomes my former heroine”.

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Three Line Tales, Week 142

Three Line Tales, Week 142

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/10/18/daily-writing-challenge-18/

FOWC with Fandango — Former

neelwrites/fridayfictioneers/astepahead/detectivechacko/crime/flash/fiction/100days/17/10/2018

PHOTO PROMPT © Jilly Funell

A STEP AHEAD
By Neel Anil Panicker
‘So are you telling me that the killer, whoever he is, was stupid enough to walk through the school’s frontgate, wing his way past the Principal’s Office, the front window of which overlooks the frontyard, then coolly climb up the iron bar steps, step into the library and murder Mrs Elsa __all this without a single soul noticing his arrival or departure?’

‘Or, maybe someone did notice, but is choosing to keep quiet’

“Who could that be, Sir?”

A half smile formed on Detective Chacko’s lips.

‘If I were to know that would I be listening to your gibberish, Mathai?’

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

neelwrites/allstone,nobone/FridayFictioneers/crime/detectivechackocrimefictioinseries/storystarter/10/10/2018

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

12 October 2018

ALL STONE, NO BONE

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

By Neel Anil Panicker

“So, this is where you bury them, right?”

Looking straight into the eyes of Detective Chacko, the man replied, his voice a whisper, “No, I don’t bury them. I just bring them here. They bury themselves.”

“They do what?”

An eerie silence followed.

Despite it being a freezing winter evening, Chacko found himself sweating like a pig.

A part of him wanted desperately to rush out of the stone house that stood like a sore thumb, jarring the imprint of an otherwise sleepy corner village.

“I skin them alive; then watch them die. Saves me the burials.”

Instantaneously, Chacko puked.

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