Wait

Even before the cobwebs of sleep had cleared from his mind, he checked his phone. No unread messages. “Not to worry,” he told himself, “she will call soon.” The majestic sun travelled its long distance across the sky. He dropped dead on his bed. No unread messages. It had been two years. The wait continued.

Chocolate

Mlinzal twitched nervously. Boss Zoltan had made it clear he would leave Mlinzal back on Earth if he didn’t manage to snare at least one earthling. Which is why, Mlinzal had camouflaged himself as a human in this hideous “shopping mall”. As a female walked towards him, he gently offered the tray to her. “Chocolate?”

Rant

His Mom went on non-stop.

"You're not eating right. You've lost weight."

"You have dark circles around your eyes; you're not sleeping enough."

"Get married."

"Don't go out drinking with your friends."

"Don't drink too much."

"Wake up; it's time to go to the mandir."

He smiled. He was back home after a year.

Lonely

The Princess felt lonely in the dungeon. There had been muffled voices from beyond the walls, but that was all. Surrounded by darkness, she felt like she hadn't even opened her eyes. Now, as she got pushed out of her prison, her heart leapt with anticipation of never being lonely again.

"It's a girl."

Sea

I stand at the docks, looking at the Arabian Sea reflecting the night sky. Inshallah, tomorrow I make my first voyage. People warn me about strange lands and sea-monsters, but... A strange sense of destiny seems to be calling out to me. My first mate asks me, “Sinbad, do we sail tomorrow?” “Yes,” I reply.

Children's Day 2012

Felt inspired to write a short story for Children's Day today. Also, decided to challenge myself and stick to the 55 word limit. Racked my brains about for a bit for a story when the idea struck me while I was in... 

Just go ahead and read it, will you?

Happy Children's Day.

The Happiest Downpour There Ever Was

Unsupervised and thoroughly drenched, seven year old Akash joyously danced naked as refreshing cold drops of water descended upon him. “Nothing feels better on a hot summer morning.” Just when he felt he could go on like this for ever, he heard his mother, ‘You’ll be late for school. Get out of the shower NOW!!”

Mask

My first attempt at writing a 55 word story. Also, hoping this helps me get back to writing. Anyway, here goes:

Mask

The pain was unbearable. Ashish lay quietly as his torturer leaned over him, his mask hiding a sinister grin. The naked bulb right over Ashish’s eyes notched the torture a degree higher. A final drill and then… sudden silence. The torturer took off the mask and smiled. “See you in six months,” said the dentist.