Hope was her only chance,
to see her man.
He lay still among the debris,
alive,unaware of what'd
happened.
All he could think of, was her.
Her phone rang,
it was him.
my first short fiction .!
this being a sunday 160 post for monkey man's blog ..
on a personal note,
past couple of weeks have been shit bad.regret has been the foremost thought other than some more negative thoughts.now feeling a bit better.
Yesterday lokpal's acceptance by the parliament is a great milestone for India.Anti corruption zindabad !! long live annaji ..these are just baby steps..still a long way to go !
_/\_ respect to all the people involved in the striggle in whichever way.
9 comments:
perhaps then fate intervenes and it is meant to be...smiles.
What a world we live in that he can call her from the wreckage.
That was really good--a whole little story told. Excellent--I enjoyed it.
It reminds me of the phrase- Hope against hope...Nicely written...
love it,
well written fiction.
Cheers.
It is always surprising what can be said in 160 simple characters. Thanks for playing along with the Sunday 160.
Nicely done!
thanx evryone :)
yup short fiction is interesting !!
more to come! :)
Solid versifying. =)
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