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Wheeling around By Neel Anil Panicker “America’s become his playing ground” ‘True, man,’ said Robert. Inhaling deep into his Cuban cigar, the very last in his possession, Richard banged his large hairy hands onto the table. A flurry of heads turned around. Border town pubs are not a place for the upper crust to hang … Continue reading neelwrites/fiction/short/fridayfictioneers/05/01/2017
WHY AMERICANS HAVE GONE MAD By Neel Anil Panciker A week ago the absolute unthinkable happened. I watched on television the less comical, more tragical spectacle of a slithery seventy year old bronze haired man daubed in mismatched silver and horrendous pink thundering from the stage his silver tongued note of thanks to the people … Continue reading neelwrites/essay/USelections/the beginningoftheend/17/11/2016
THE END By Neel Anil Panicker Inside the hall the lady in white held ground. Above her, the shimmering white dome reflected a sea of eyes, all glistening with unbridled joy, reflecting faces that screamed victory with a capital V. The venue was a personal choice. ‘It’s would be a landslide… …they are all rooting … Continue reading neelwrites/November 9: Flash Fiction Challenge/theend/12/11/2016
#NEELISM It is an early Christmas for Trump and a late Diwali for Mr Modi. (c)neelanilpanciker
9/11- not 9, this rat oops cat has 11 lives By Neel Anil Panicker The world is no longer Hillar(y)ious Trump has climbed out of the dump The female with the false email was sent scurrying back with her tail. Wow! the crotch grabber has won shown who is the international don without a bullet … Continue reading neelwrites/thoughts/trump/09/11/2016
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