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Sunday, October 1, 2017

THE TRICK

 FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT
PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
 WORD COUNT 100
Behind that glass-pane we will find a ten-pound note kids”. The two girls leaned forward.

“Grandpa, it’s old and barbed! You sure?”

“Yes, Dolly! My prediction has always been right. It will be an adventure. Come!”
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Grandpa wondered, “Yet again I was right. First five times, just to amuse kids, I placed things and acted. But last ten times, it’s there by magic. It can’t be coincidence.” He felt a mix of excitement and fear.
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“Why do you support his whims Dolly?! I saw you placing the note.”

“Does he exercise if not for this gimmick Ann? Lets utilize it”.



This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Thursday, September 28, 2017

THE SILVER LINING


PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

WORD COUNT 100

“Whole media is filled with health ahead campaigns. It’s scary. Give me some good news secretary.”

“Don’t worry Mr. President. Actions are being taken. We are lobbying with their health ministry to include cheese, desserts and ‘lethargents’ in the diet budget. Defense ministry has promised to surrender to cold and fever at least once a month. Ministry of finance committed immense work pressure and work life imbalance. External affairs ensured enough social commitments. Overall our analysts predict we wont loose our home for at least a year.”

“Phewww…” said the spider, “Then I am safe for elections next quarter. ”





This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Friday, September 22, 2017

THE SNOWY FLOWER


                                                     WHAT PEGMAN SAW: FICTION PROMPT

This week, we had the liberty to choose any location/photo of St Petersburg, Russia. I was randomly dropping my pegman on the map. On the second try, i knew i would write on this location, i fell in love with it. So here we go....

Yusupov gardens, St Petersburg



WORD COUNT: 150


“Heeeeeeyyyyyaaaaaaa…………..”




Donning Sarah’s over fitting long boots, a new snow-white jacket, little Nidhi sprang and spiraled through the expanse of snow. Just like a dream the roads were suddenly full of snow when she woke up in the morning. When she took her first step in snow, her legs were jammed in snow and she fell face down. She even skid some distance unable to balance herself. But now she had mastered the skill.




“Appa, look! I will make a big flower now..…. The biggest ever made on snow”, she exclaimed. Her face beamed like the snow. At one point she almost camouflaged and disappeared.


“Really? 40°C at this time of year! Unbelievable!” said Ian.

 “In Chennai we have two seasons-hot and hotter”, Srinivas chuckled.

“And it’s her first time in snow?”

“It’s my first in 30 years!!”, exclaimed Srinivas.


He was glad Nidhi didn’t have to wait that long……



PS: I felt snow for the first time when i was in 4th i think. And it was the first time for my parents as well. And in total i have been in snow only twice. In some way, I can relate to Nidhi when i think of it :)


WORD COUNT: 150
This story is a part of the What pegman saw, a weekly fiction challenge. We need to write a story–150 words or less–based upon our own street view tour, using the location link provided.  You can check out the other entries here.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

THE SECRET GIFT



FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT

PHOTO PROMPT © Kelvin M. Knight
 WORD COUNT: 100


This has been our home for ages. Its time to show our gratitude!” said the leader ant, “We have only 7 hours.”

 The architects made the contour. The queen herself was inspecting this marvel. Once the surveyor on the loft gave green signal, the diggers started. The excavation went on for hours; they were to leave no clues.

“She is up. Evacuate!” There was a hullabaloo. “Everyone! Below the monument! Now!”

Everyone waited with baited breath. Lazily she arrived, yawning. “Peterrrr!!! Again you left it outsi…….Wow!”

Her expressions changed.

“He remembers the day!”, she blushed.

Her smile made their day.



This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.