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Saturday, 6 February 2016

Fiction: Prismatic Cataract (My First Crush)

    It was on one of those evenings, I had just gotten to my Sharwarma Stand. Humming some soft tunes unintelligibly. I had this gut feeling, something good was going to come my way. "Lots of customers", I almost exclaimed.

    I set out to put my stand in order. Sauting my marinated chicken, I took a cursory glance at the already setting sun. To my utmost surprise, it was smiling  down at me. " OMG",I screamed.

    My first customers were a couple. There was something strikingly obvious about the duo, they were so much in love with each other. The way they giggled as they walked back to their car left me saying, "I go love o".

   Taking momentary glances down the road from time to time,I flashed my  cutest smile at anyone who cared to look in my direction. My cool way of advertising to my prospective customers.
    It was getting dark outside now. The Sun had handed over to the moon. I could not see the faces of people walking down the road anymore. The feeling had not fizzled out. It grew stronger at every passing minute.

    It was now an hour to midnight. I was getting ready to close for the day. Suddenly, I thought, I saw a halo above a figure. "I must have been hallucinating", I said to myself. My eyes,which had officially gained its freedom from me,much earlier in the day,took a quick glance down the road. Alas! It was a human figure with a halo. I looked on in awe. As the figure walked gracefully down the road.

    Closer and closer,The figure was moving into my visual range." It's a lady ",I screamed in my mind. She drew nearer and nearer. " Is she heading for my stand?" Then, our eyes met. I was blown away. Still lost in admiration of the being approaching. "Hi,Mister. Have you closed for the day", her rich contralto filled my senses.

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Tuesday, 2 February 2016

Fiction: The Typical Unruly Lady

"Grrrrrrr!!!!",a high decibel sound filled the room. Petrified, a young lady screamed and jumped out of bed. She steps on something slippery and falls to the ground. She scrambled to her feet,heading for the fire extinguisher,she stops almost at once.

"Oh!", she exclaimed, realizing it was her new alarm clock. "Aarrgh! I hate you", she yelled,as she tossed the alarm clock aside.

This alarm clock was fast becoming a nuisance, it was extremely loud. It was the most ridiculous birthday present ever. She had received the clock on her 25th birthday from Miss Coal, the HR manager, who was so tired of writing queries, due to her lateness to work. Click here to continue reading.