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neelwrites/whatpegmansaw/guatemala/historicalfiction/150words/12/06/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

WHAT PEGMAN SAW hosted by https://whatpegmansaw.com/2017/06/10/guatemala-city/Guatemala City Today Pegman walks through Guatemala City Feel free to stroll around the area using the Google street view and grab any picture you choose to include in your post. To enjoy stories inspired by the What Pegman Saw prompt or to submit your own 150-word story, visit the inLinkz button: GAME, SET, … Continue reading neelwrites/whatpegmansaw/guatemala/historicalfiction/150words/12/06/2017

neelwrites/thehunted/100wordwednesday/fiction/05/06/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

100 Word Wednesday: Week 21 Written for: https://bikurgurl.com/2017/05/31/15776/ THE GREAT ESCAPE Image Credit Ales Krivec By Neel Anil Panicker ‘Here, have a look at this.’ George peered into the Polaroid photograph thrust into his hands. Gibralter-like snow capped mountains on either side nestled a remote valley through which flowed serene blue waters. Beyond which stood a … Continue reading neelwrites/thehunted/100wordwednesday/fiction/05/06/2017

neelwrites/fiction/Sunday Photo Fiction – November 6th2016/08/11/2016

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

NOT JUST A STONE By Neel Anil Panicker The afternoon sun tore into her skin, knifing through the half torn saree that she was wearing. It  slashed into her bare boned frail limbs, mercilessly burning to cinders whatever remained of her frail self. Careful not to bump into the post afternoon office crowd of harried … Continue reading neelwrites/fiction/Sunday Photo Fiction – November 6th2016/08/11/2016

neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/flashfiction/29/07/2016/thequarry

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

THE  QUARRY By Neel Anil Panicker He watched her walk out of the room. He followed behind. She turned around at the hallway. He hid behind a pillar. High stiletto heels began to recede into the distance. His ears caught the faint creak. She was exiting, taking the stairway. It was now or never, he … Continue reading neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/flashfiction/29/07/2016/thequarry