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.

-()-

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.

 -()-

Wherever - 55/77 Fiction

Note:- 55/77  Fiction infers to fictional writings limited to 55 words and an extension to a max of 77 words

Wherever

Trembling in distress, a limping dog was chasing a car, with all its power and energy.

It was an intense chase.

It was focused, desperate and determined.

But the car's speed soon got it left behind.

The dog was yet to know that it had been abandoned by it's owners due to burden of maintenance....(55)
.......
.....

The poor dog was unable to perceive the reason behind the brutal act. Sadly, the owners knew that the dog was blind. (77)

One small red ant

A small red ant was wandering on Shiva's busy hand...
It was either a worker or a soldier ant...
He sensed it, but was busy in browsing Facebook...
Suddenly and unexpectedly, the ant bit him with it's strong and sharp jaws...
He got extremely irritated and bitterly annoyed by the brutal painful string of the small predator....
He kept everything aside and caught hold of the bloody culprit ant...
He placed it on a sheet of white paper to implement his plan of  strategic action.
With the help of both of his thumbnails, and focus, he pierced into the ant's slender waist and separated it's body into two equal pieces ...
His anger came down to normal levels.
He updated about the ant's murder in Facebook with a sense of achievement. Few likes and responses followed too.
After his revenge, he sighed victoriously and relaxed with a wicked smile,  only to see one more red ant on his leg...
He was yet to face the ants battalion...

He was yet to realize the fact that  it had been more than an hour since he had not washed his hands after eating a honey cake.