May Mother- 77 Fiction

 Note:- 77  Fiction infers to fictional writings limited to 77 words 


                                               May Mother

                Lakshmi had almost spent entire evening, after her working hours,  to select the finest gift , along with a beautiful colorful greeting card, flowery, printed in English, for her mother, for a special day, Mother's day....
The next day she met her mom and wished her with the gift and a bouquet...

As the time lapsed, Lakshmi left the jail with tears in her eyes, mercilessly ignoring her mother's brutal act of  causing dowry death through kitchen fire .....

......

.....

-()-

So.

So. 
It is still a So.
So,
Let it be So....


But,
only for sometime...
Until the So 
makes the way
for another So...
which asks,
" So,  Whats next?"


So,
I am still waiting 
for your So.
a 'So' ,
which can trigger many 'So's
So, So ?


PS : For a Touching stranger

I did it...

I did a mistake

not when i did it

but when some people said it

they said it is deviant 

as i didn't bow before the stone...

I did a blunder

not when i did it

but when some grades held it

they said it is minuscule

as i needed one more mark to make it...

I did nothing

though i did it

it is trivial 

but the world said i am a success

just because i fell down and got up with a fake smile...

I did it...

on few occasions 

for myself 

without adjectives 

Neither impressions nor expectations 

just to realize that i did it....

and, i will do it. 

-()-

 Expressed for 3ww with hinted words Deviant, Minuscule and Trivial

PS : Thanks Rachana for being the inspiration :)

When Journey Meant More Than Destination - 55 Fiction

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 25; the Silver Edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The topic for this month is 'When Journey Meant More Than Destination'.

Note:- 55 Fiction infers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.

Her age of 10 is craving for the delicious eye appealing ice creams...

Her taste buds are yearning for the decorated chocolate fountains...

The teddy bears and tweeties are inviting her for embrace...

She exchanged cute smiles with other kids...

Then came the flight announcement and she is yet to know that she is being sold.

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PS : The original title for this post was "Terminal"

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FaceBus-77 Fiction

Note:- 77  Fiction infers to fictional writings limited to 77 words 

                                               FaceBus

Venkat was travelling in 225D which is one of the busiest city bus routes in Hyderabad...
His focus and concentration was more on the beautiful female conductor rather than his destination...
He catches the same bus, daily, exclusively, for her...
He was observing and scrutinizing every minute act of her...
He was eagerly waiting for her and she was nearing him gradually ...
She asked him for ticket and he smiled .....
She too smiled back at her Husband.

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