[55 Fiction] Savvy

He was tech savvy. His friends envied his gadget, as he virtually burnt time connecting with the important and unimportant.


“Ahhh, will you ever learn to save contacts on this basic mobile?” snapped she, standing tall at 10 years - his granddaughter.

He was tech savvy; or so he felt at seventy, amidst his septuagenarian pals.

[55 Fiction] Mirror Mirror on the Wall

You wake up, go to the bathroom and look at the mirror....

Looks back a smirking-Grinch! 

Unable to comprehend the smirk Yohan paced across the lengths of his 2BHK. 

He could envisage a Shrek 3 movie in making already!

He re-read the SMS from his steady girlfriend, Priya – “am pregnant da! :-s ”

And gulped.

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Two Minutes

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Ryan and Derek worked together planning the bank robbery.

The safe was accessible only for two minutes.With welling beads of perspiration they dodged the Infrared sensors, killed the guards and neared the safe. “Access denied. Call #111” a screen flashed. 

Derek started punching the numbers. 

“Derek, whom are you calling???? Game-over bro!!”, Ryan blinked... 

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[55 fiction] Uncharted Waters

Uncharted Waters

He shivered down his spine. He was new to “the business”. His grandma was ill, therefore his folks forced him to do it. He didn’t feel right yet.

Deep within, his conscience said it was okay to go with “the plan”. Nothing wrong will befall him. Locking eyes, his trembling lips uttered – “I do” .

[55 Fiction] Buried

Buried
She cried bitterly – she wanted to live. They just wouldn’t hear her out! She was shut in the dark – the reassuring warmth around her suddenly turned repellent. She screamed and screamed.

Exulting her last breath in the t(w)omb; she kissed adieu to her faceless killers.Her crime? – to be the girl foetus :-<