55 Fiction P2

Red curtained Wall!!

Aesthetically unclothed, fragrance of lilies still strong, candle wax still hot; Each nerve segregated neatly ,  looked like a feast for the daemon , assorted with red, blue and gray-brown. Finesse art at display, draped with emoticon of last smile. The wall curtained with dripping blood, a gift to City: - courtesy-“Jack the Ripper”.

He just made IT!!.

Can I make IT.? Dangling between the classic dilemma of country or self, so close n yet so far; 2 to win, 1 ball left; 1 gets 100^th century, 2 country win. Closed in field, here comes a swinging torpedoed Yorker, He played with eyes close….. “He managed to get; Just It.” – Daily News.

1.5 x !!

It felt like the reel rolling with 1.5X speed, 55 frames per second. Dead people walking, hunted by Lykens, King of tribe, killed by a lion, winning 55fiction award, declared Casanova, shot by 55 caliber, killed my boss; Scooped these from gray cluster. After 55 seconds, Erupted belly matter.  Hell of a rollercoaster!!! Darn!!.

U got to go, when it calls!!

Every 55 seconds, Press Enter, save world. A horn honks, counts 5, thereafter BOOM-Bang, 1000 sun descend upon us. Dead in 55sec. No human challenged him past 55 years. Crippled in hands of a “psychic noble laureate” we are. Did he just said - “Sorry! I forgot to do it, I got to pee urgently”……..

Potpourri Galore!

“Just like heaven, behind enemy lines, Band of brothers, saving Private Ryan, in Schindler's list. A few good men turned Rambo. On Road to perdition, killed slumdog millionaire & GODFATHER, attaining quantum of solace, oozing momento, had Shwashank redemption, saw one flew over cuckoo’s nest, ate American Pie, met gal next door on euro trip ” –from- Princess diary.

55FICTION - PART 1

55 FICTION : PART 1 

Please find below, my first work on "55Fiction", I tried making them as interesting and surprising as possible, yet I left few in their typical endless ending forms so that they grow upon you and each one has a different ending for wide sect of people reading them.

P.S: 55 Fiction are collection of micro stories of exactly 55 words.

Hey !!! I just realized the acknowledgement was 55 words exact..woohoo J

He Sensed It:

 Immaculate face, seductive aura, shimmering diamonds in moonlight, swaying hair; she gave jitters to S.D; A few centimeters apart from him, they exchanged a few breaths. He sensed “confluence of bodily fluids”. They saw god’s eternal magnificence, closed their eyes for the last time. “Blood washed NH, Couple dead; accident on NH 65” – News Daily.

Confession of Dead:

 Howling cry of family and foes, He was a ruthless Mafia, they said. He Died in a downtown gang war. In the corner of the condolence room sat a beggar shivering with a will in hand. “I declare Sam as owner of my wealth; I seek confession, on this road to perdition”. I am sorry!

Caution Money:

 Girl’s stats and beauty ratios were his grad majors. Goddess of Love climbed stairs as a zephyr of change. Lecture bell distracted him; “can I marry you!” - She said, gave a flying kiss!. 6 broken ribs, bruised face – caution fee for matchless PhD, lost thrown (railing) from which he fell out of distraction.

Manifesting thoughts:

Listening radio, on her massaging chair she sipped her wine. Intimating features and high spirits made her an object of million's desires from evil to saints. At mid night stroke, a glass broke. “Vampire nights on A.I.R was name of the show". “Broken wine bottle aside, Lady in red found dead, teeth marks on neck!

And the result is :

Inundate sleepless nights, haunting dreams of daemon named : Result. He killed me each time with one sin or other (agony or greed). Yesterday night it was what I don’t know, the result were just announced on net, As I clicked Enter. My mom woke me up to tell , your results are out , you have ......

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