A Dialogue with Geese

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It’s Frisbee Wednesday again.This is the 20th prompt of Serendipity Photo Prompt. The topic is Geese

I went for my evening walk in the park.

Tired, looked for a bench, it was getting dark

Heard some noise, turned behind, saw a silhouette stark

I first saw a innocent winged creature with feathers as white as clouds

Then came another avian but hers were as grey as thundering mounts

I watched as they both came closer to me, could not resist myself……

“I need not ask you who gets more attention, must be you white beauty no?”

The white goose gave me puzzled looks.

“Why did you ask this weird question? Of course we both are same.

Don’t you see we have same beak, same feathers and we both have same abilities to swim.”

“No I mean….. One of you is fair. we all know

Fairer skin draw attentive eyes, appreciation and feeling of awe

White shines, looks radiant it all about beauty without flaw”

Dark complexion can make you feel less wanted at many places, Don’t you know?

You both are so like each other still very unlikely for this critical world

Now the white goose almost got agitated, she asked, “What do you mean by fair and dark?

For us it is only a matter of color, nothing beyond that.

You humans have weird sense of colors.

 Interpretations different from one another

You created so many flags to recognize different parts of one earth.

For us it is just “the earth”

God created colors, all are different hues of joy, love and light

It was you who interpreted them in different ways to bring plight

” You mean to say you don’t have such issues in your community? How cool ! I sighed.

The geese were shocked hearing this and replied

You mean that white will get the pampering strokes and the black will be pushed to a side?

Well we both get equal of everything and it is just alright

Ah, you egoistic creatures,” Who stopped you to be cool dudes?

Why you guys have to call white, a pretty swan and black,an ugly duckling?

You all look so much alike and yet look so different.” Chirped the black bird.

Shocked and speechless I watched both of them in wonder. What a lesson they just taught me !

Yes, though humans are very different yet we are so much alike

How I wish we live in a world where black is liked by all  AND WHITE IS NOT SO HYPE…………

The Wedding Bells; Part 10 ( Flash Fiction Chain #6)

img_9020-fileminimizer Once again, a group of writers from different geographical realms encompassing all of Earth gather together to create a wonderful story. The photograph above serves as the inspirational theme for the 6th Flash Fiction Chain hosted by Jithin of ProTraBlogger. Give his beautiful site a visit and feast your eyes on the inspirational photos or read about his adventures.

Well this time in FFC, as its the time of Valentines day, our theme is love, romance etc. Making it a world class love story with no Sad moments. Everyone would love to read a perfect love story.

A comprehensive list of important characters in the story:

(Main) Anna Brighton- a 32 year old CEO that owns and runs a publishing company

Alex Burns – well established author, Anna’s ex,

Toby Blackwell’s cousin Melissa Doyle – the bride, Anna’s dear friend Toby Blackwell – co-owns the Blackwell estate,

Alexis’ cousin (Supporting characters) Jenny- Anna’s secretary Adam – Owner of Adam and Eve’s Harrison – Melissa’s fiance.

Percy Tuppence – Owner of the ring shop


The story goes like this: Anna is a publisher pushing to get a contract with the eminent author and heartthrob Alex. She is not sure of his feelings though and hopes that life would get more interesting when and if she meets a someone special at a friend’s wedding. What happens there……  

Part 1 : Written by Sona

Part 2 : Written by Yinglan

Part 3 : Written by Priceless Joy

Part 4 : Written by Frenesthetist

Part 5 : Written by Dr. KO

Part 6 : written by Sweety

Part 7 : Written by Toby Blackwell 😉

Part 8 : Written by Ruth

Part 9 :  Written by Austin

I am writing part 10 of this story


Anna was the first one to get down from the car as soon as they reach Blackwell estate. She ran towards the gate without even bothering about the boys as if they were not existing, climbing the stairs all at once, pushed the door hard and stopped to find Melissa looking out of the window desperately.

Mil turned quickly towards the door before she could ask anything Anna hugged her cautiously not to spoil her bridal attire. Anna pulled her away, held her from both the shoulders and gave a complimentary gaze. Melissa was looking absolutely stunning in white flowing gown embedded with crystals at the hem of the neckline and sleeves with a long trail at the back attached to it. A small glittering tiara was sitting aesthetically on her head. Her face was glowing with the perfect make up. Kohled eyes opened wide after a glance of Anna soaked in sweat, her mascara coated eye lashes fluttered twice and this time the eyes narrowed in frustration.

” O Lord where were you all these hours? What was that crap you told me on phone? For Heaven sake will you utter the goddamn reason why you got late? Where is Toby?” she commanded. Continue reading The Wedding Bells; Part 10 ( Flash Fiction Chain #6)

The Tiny Soldier part 9 (Flash Fiction Chain # 5)

img_0814-fileminimizerThis is part 9 of flash fiction chain #5 hosted by Pho Trablogger and inspired by the amazing picture above. This is a collaboration of bunch of writers/bloggers all over the world who create a fictional world with their imagination based on the picture given by host Jathin, Proud to be part of this team. Please visit his blog for previous four series.

To get the context of the story, please read the first eight parts
Part 1 by Abirami
Part 2  by Sona
Part 3  by Yinglan
Part 4  by Dr. KO
Part 5  by Austin
Part 6  by Pheena
Part 7  by Itchy Qiuil
Part 8  by Priceless Joy

Character List:

Rick-10yrs Old Jenna-Rick’s social worker Mrs. Montgomery- Foster mother Jake- Mrs. Montgomery’s son Sun- The Monkey ***Elaborated Characters*** (The Other Kids Sorted By Tables) Table 1- Mesa-Boy, 14 yrs old Toro-Boy, 12 yrs old Wheeze-Boy, 8 yrs old Table 2- Danus-Boy, 11 yrs old Makaya & Kumba-Boys, Twins, 7 yrs old Table 3- Marilyn-Girl, 11 yrs old Britney-Girl, 8 yrs old Kanya-Girl, 6 yrs old


Part 9:

Jenna headed for the jungle leaving Mrs. Montogomery unattended who was still trying to speak something but felt a lump in her throat. Jane was almost running on the muddy track. She could clearly listen her heart beats while she was huffing and puffing to catch her breath. She was breathing from her mouth which went dry. Unable to walk more her sweating body bent on a nearby tree’s trunk to halt for sometime. She closed her eyes, tried to close her mouth. She opened her eyes to look around. The Forest was actually a crooked  grove of oddly shaped pine trees grown with a 90 degree bend at the base of their trunks. All of the trees were bent northward and surrounded by a larger forest of straight-growing pine trees. The crooked trees trunks were covered with ginger-brown climbers entangled in branches. As the rush of fresh air filled her lungs, she moved ahead to find the children.

∗∗∗∗ Continue reading The Tiny Soldier part 9 (Flash Fiction Chain # 5)

The Shadows on the Wall (Flash Fiction Chain # 4)

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The following work of flash fiction is in collaboration with my fellow blogger friend Jithin of PhoTrablogger. The picture above is his creative photography which inspired this series of fiction writing. Do check out his blog to read his adventures while traveling and some lovely photographs.

Character List : Maggy-19 year old Granddaughter of the Owner of the House Robert-House Cook Steve-House Caretaker Grandpa- Owner of the House (Who Is Missing) Frank Somerset Nita (new character)

The links to the previous parts of the story are- Part 1: Sweety  Part 2: The Traveling Hat Part 3: Saya Part 4: Fiction Limbo Part 5: Sona Part 6: Manvi Part 7: First Draft Part 8: Wandering StoryTeller

Now start reading Part 9

————————————————————————————————————————————————– Nita remained busy through out the next day and when she got back home, her cousins wanted her to finish the story. Nita completed the daily chores and then went about narrating the remaining part of her unfinished story. This is where she commenced-

Maggy was terrified that Frank has developed some magical potion as a panacea for eternal youth and now wanted her as a guinea pig for further confirmatory tests. She tried to reason out with Frank but all her request were in vain. Continue reading The Shadows on the Wall (Flash Fiction Chain # 4)

The enchanting Light ( Flash Fiction Chain # 3)

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The following work of flash fiction is in collaboration with my fellow blogger Jithin of Pho Trablogger . The picture that you see above ,is his creative photography which inspired this piece of fiction writing . Please click HERE and provide your valuable feedback on this picture. Also you can check out his blog for more wonderful pictures and travel related posts….I am sure you will enjoy them … (This flash is meant to be continued by another blogger, so i have written it in a way that would ease its continuation… 🙂 )

 Character List:

Rebecca: Protagonist (  the main character)

Samantha: Rebecca’s mother

David Lyngdoh: Samantha’s husband and Rebecca’s father

Joe: Smantha’s childhood friend

Eda: Joe’s daughter and Rebecca’s friend

Kavin; An elderly widower works as supervisor in the monastery


 It was a gorgeous dawn. The glow of the early winter sunrise covered the sky with yellowish golden and red hues. The glistening pearls of night dew were enjoying the warmth of the sunlight clung to the blades of the lush green grass. Rebecca got up early with the first ray of light. The stillness of the early morning scene reminded her of the famous quote,”Dawn is  friend of the muses.”

There were lots of activities going on in the premises. The monks were getting ready for the chanting of mantras, lamas looked fresh and energetic in orange robes. They were busy cleaning the assembly hall. The monastery rituals were to be completed in time. 

Rebecca took a deep breath and thanked God for the beautiful day. It was her fortieth birthday. Though she touched forty but she looked quite young for her age. A well toned petite figure, firm breasts, wrinkle less face, high cheek bones, straight lustrous mahogany hairs made her look much younger for her age.

She had two glasses of warm water, did bit of stretching and went for a shower. Draped in colorful satin wrap around and a woolen red coat she was looking pretty.
Quickly she had her prayers, settled for a light breakfast of boiled corns and a dry toast, she poured red herbal tea in a tall bamboo glass. The aroma of her freshly brewed tea filled the air with a scent of cinnamon. In the meanwhile her mother, Samantha brought roasted puffed rice in a bowl for her which she politely refused. She reminded her about the morning assembly.

“ I hope you did not forget about the assembly mom !  I have to reach the hall to see the seating arrangements. So much to do !….Butter tea and muffins have to be prepared. Ah! that reminds me,  have you told Kavin uncle to get fresh flowers for decoration?” Rebecca asked Samantha. Continue reading The enchanting Light ( Flash Fiction Chain # 3)

When in Love Part 4 ( A FLASH FICTION CHAIN)

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The following work of flash fiction is in collaboration with my fellow blogger Jithin of Pho Trablogger .The picture that you see above ,is his creative photography which inspired this piece of fiction writing . Please click HERE and provide your valuable feedback on this picture. Also you can check out his blog for more wonderful pictures and travel related posts….I am sure you will enjoy them …

 I have written part 4. Here are the links to the first THREE parts for you to read before your read my part of the story 😉

Part 1 : Written by Fiction Limbo

Part 2 : Written by RoseRed

Part 3 : Written by Sweety Kannoth

Here is my story part-4. Read on….

James nearly missed his heart beat. He felt pain in his chest and small drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. He whispered, “Mark uncle, you can’t do this to me. How can you sell your motor bike just to help me?”  Oh, God he loved his bike so much. In fact it was his first love. He sat near the staircase, looked tired and sad, he closed his eyes, the memories of childhood flashed in his mind. How Mark uncle who was very close to his father, used to take aunt Marie, his wife and himself for a long drive to the bridge at the outskirts of the town. There they both used to walk in hands while he enjoyed his roasted corn from a near by stall. That was the weekly ritual for them, “The awesome threesome” his father named them. 

As he was lost in his childhood tales, a loud horn almost pierced his ears, uncle Mark was blowing it sitting on the motorcycle. James opened his eyes and stood instantly, he shouted with joy to see Mark and moreover he was relieved to see his bike. He ran to greet him.

” Where did you go without informing me? You are no more a  young casanova that girls will be hovering around you?” James teased him while keeping his coat on the cot lying outside the verandah. Continue reading When in Love Part 4 ( A FLASH FICTION CHAIN)

The Woman Of Big Deeds

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The following work of flash fiction is in collaboration with my fellow blogger Jithin of Pho Trablogger . The picture of the train seat that you see above is his creative photography which inspired  my friend  and another fellow blogger Sweety of https://sweetykannoth.wordpress.com to write a short storyA seat by the window’ related to this image. I read it and liked it so much that I decided to continue with the creative chain of Flash-Fiction Story. Here is my contribution and I am starting from where Sweety’s story ends.

The night was dark, the train kept on running on the tracks halting shortly on the stations fell enroute. Many passengers boarded in while few of them got down and lost in the mist. Lolita was still numb, shattered, unable to climb up the upper birth for a nap at night. She kept on looking outside, her gaze fixed on the window, totally cut off from the actions of the passengers present in the wheeled wagon.

“Where I went wrong? What was my fault, I loved blindly or I trusted blindly? Where will I go? What will I do?” she introspected as if she would get answers to all her questions, tears rolled down, she shivered, got up and swiftly pulled the chain. People were shocked at her sudden reaction to her silence which was noticed by one and all. She promptly packed her bags, wore her scarf  lying on the seat, held her purse and left the bogie. As soon as the train started crawling with a shriek voice she jumped with the speed of light, turned back to see one last time at the stationed train and walked briskly towards the dark field covered with wild grass to cross it as soon as possible as if she wanted to get rid of the past and to embrace the brighter future.

 ————————TEN YEARS LATER———————— Continue reading The Woman Of Big Deeds