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Five Sentence Fiction – Engulf

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Five Sentence Fiction – Engulf

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PURPOSE

I was so immersed in my thoughts of loneliness, of suffering, of suicidal thoughts, oblivious to the sea waves trying to engulf me  that I didn’t notice the 14 years boy  coming and sitting by me until he said,

‘ The world is so cruel to people like us neither male nor female, we are also creation of God but no education, no employment, no one likes to give us even household jobs, either we have to dance at weddings or on childbirth or beg and without money you can’t survive so I have come here to  drown myself in the sea like you.’

I looked at his misery-ridden face and suddenly an idea crossed my mind.

‘Why not come with me, I’ll adopt you, give you education and we will take care of each other.

‘Let’s go there is so much legal work to do.’

Holding hands we retreated, life has given us a purpose to survive.

 

 

 

Five Sentence Fiction – Abandon

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Five Sentence Fiction – Abandon

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She watched her body lying on the floor like an abandoned house, her organs, heart, kidney, liver, all flying out one by one. Last to leave was her soul, looking despairingly at her.

‘Why are you all leaving me like this?’ She whined.

‘You have never respected and cared for this body, you took it for granted, and you forgot that it is an abode of God, you abused and misused it, you became a slave to your mind, you never listened to your conscience, your overindulgence in food and laziness had made us live inside it impossible.’

She woke up with a start; perspiring profusely; thank God; it was a dream, effect of all that junk food she ate last night, perhaps.

 

Five Sentence Fiction – Companion

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Five Sentence Fiction – Companion

Someone said ” Truth is stranger than fiction” methinks funny and lovely also.

 

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Companion

He was my companion just for three years and in three years he taught me a lot of things, such as humor, selfless love, how to get whatever he wanted without even muttering a word and how to listen patiently before succumbing suddenly to his undiagnosed illness.

Once when he was one year old, he came running to me, kept his head on my stomach and started whining, I patted him with love and scratched his ears thinking that he was missing me and needs a little pampering.

Just then my maid servant came running furiously, she asked me not to pamper the scoundrel as he had pulled down my mother’s freshly washed white sari and was stamping on it with muddy feet and now the cunning fellow has the guts to seek your sympathy as he was sure to get a smack from her.

The reason behind this was that he got a scolding from my mother for digging out all the newly planted saplings while playing in the garden and was warned not to enter the garden again.

My adorable dog Kutkut  showed his displeasure in this way.

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My affectionate dog Kutkut

Five Sentence Fiction – Clutch

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Five Sentence Fiction – Clutch

 

  First Encounter

My six years old brother clutched my hand tightly and pleaded ‘ don’t go to office princess’, he was fourteen years younger than I, born with Down ’s syndrome was, he has the wisdom of a three-year-old child, he always wanted me to stay at home.

He was very affectionate, loving and caring, always called me a princess, I do not know why and I always agreed to stay in spite of my boss getting angry with me, sometimes he even taunted me to leave the job and stay at home, I knew he was right but have no heart to say no to my brother.

I agreed, spent the day with him, took him for a walk in the evening, then told him a story at bedtime and he slept.

 After few days he met with an accident, though it was just a mild push by his elder brother’s bicycle he became very uneasy, we rushed him to the hospital where doctors said it is a brain hemorrhage and he cannot survive and had only 48 hours to live.

Sitting by his bedside, I watched him slowly succumbing to his injury, second by second lights going out of his eyes, skin becoming dull every minute, next day he was gone, without giving us time to do something for him,  this was my first encounter with death, which is embedded in my mind till now.

 

 

 

 

 

Five Sentence Fiction – Godman

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one-word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: HUMAN

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Cheater

 The man lying on the pavement in tattered clothes was the same man, who, once lived like a king, was worshiped like god by his disciples, who foolishly believed in his magic tricks, smooth talks and false promises, hoped that with his superpower he will help them get money, power, and success without any hard work.

He took advantage of their laziness, greed, and stupidity, made enough money, acquired enough power to think him above law till one day, when he molested a minor girl, who was brought to him by her poor parents for some treatment, in the hope that he will cure her with some prayers.

He was caught as the girl and her parents complained to police, though he feigned innocence no one believed him this time and the same people who have put him on the high pedestal were after his blood, realizing the seriousness of the situation he absconded in tattered clothes to disguise himself, praying not to be recognized as he knew nothing is worse than mobs furry.

When he could run no more, hungry and tired he fell down and lost his consciousness, lying there he was getting sympathy from people who did not know his real identity but was he human, worthy of their pity?

Who was to be blamed, people who gave him the chance to cheat themselves or the fake godman who took advantage of their greed and cheated them?

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