Showing posts with label hundred words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hundred words. Show all posts

Apr 13, 2014

Was it conditional love?

Tumko dekha to ye khayal aaya... She hummed along with the song on FM as she dressed. She thought how true the lyrics were for her life.  She had met Ankit when he had lost hope to live and slowly bit by bit her unconditional love had helped him gain his aim in life and a good job. What had he done for her?

A text beeped. "Baby sorry can't make it right now, urgent work!"

She threw her phone in anger. "How could he not say no for a date to her?"

Unconditional love... Or was it conditional love?


This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Also Linking it to Write tribe's 100 words on Saturday - 11 and UBC

Apr 6, 2014

An unexpected visitor?100 words on Saturday

She stepped out of shower and got into her night suit. She had had a long day and couldn’t wait to get into her bed. She double checked the door and walked to her daughter’s bedroom.

Anaya slept soundly. She bent down to kiss her daughter and adjusted her blanket. She felt that there was some moment behind her. Was it an unexpected visitor? No! She was alarmed.

She turned around to find nothing. Yet she heard a ruffle. She let out a slow scream.

Anaya mumbled, “Mommy! I bought a Cat home”. As if to agree, there came “Mewww!”


I woke up to the sound of doorbell. I have clear instructions to all that no one should ring a bell on Sunday morning.

I gingerly woke up and walked to the door. The bell rang for the second time. I shouted “Coming!” annoyingly and peeped through the peep hole. I didn’t see anyone.

I slowly opened the door. To my surprise, my sister jumped right in front of me. She had bought breakfast for us.

She helped me spread it and we sat there, eating, talking and enjoying Sunday. Who says an unexpected visitor is a problem? I don’t!

Linking it to Write Tribe's 100 words on Saturday # 10

One post for this awesome prompt just wasn't enough so I wrote two :)

Mar 24, 2014

The greatest love...

He prided himself with his skill to open strangest locks. Trained by local goons, his skill was now an asset to the country.
So when he discovered Sally’s little box with a cute heart shape lock, he set out to his task. 

He tried to open it for hours. She at last found him, stepped in front and used her little hairpin instead of the key and it opened. Letters from her parents stored inside.

She snapped the box shut saying “the greatest love of all is of parents, and it is so strong that no one can unlock it”.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Linking it to Write Tribe's 100 words on Saturday

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Jan 14, 2014

Strangers in the night

They sat at opposite corners of the bed. The bed, which they were to share for the night and for rest of their lives.

She had seen him in picture; he had seen her through the veil. She hadn’t noticed the scar on his forehead. He wasn’t aware of the little mole on her chin.

Their opinions weren’t asked for, consent wasn’t important. They were tied by a knot, a sacred relationship that they didn’t understand.

They were left in the room to for a new beginning, but all they were, were strangers in the night.

100 Words on Saturday - Write Tribe

Dec 3, 2013

Elections 2014 - 100 words

With Delhi elections around the corner, politics is being discussed at every coffee table.
Today, some of us were discussing the elections for center that will be held in 2014. There has been a lot of debate regarding who should be India’s next prime minister.

Of course, in last five years election commission has done a remarkable job in reforming voting systems, creating voters ID and making people aware. However, if I could have it my way, I’d do things differently.

I would create a system where an individual could vote from anywhere in India irrespective of his home town.

This post is written for 100 words on Saturday, based on prompt "I'd do things differently"

Linking it to NaBloPoMo - 

Nov 24, 2013

Of what I didn't see

She had made me promise that I will not turn back and look at her one last time. I was leaving her and I didn’t know will I ever be back or not. I felt sad to leave her so soon but she displayed amazing strength. She smiled and packed my bags, proud of me and my duty.
I remembered her to be teary when my dad went for his postings and I felt a little jealous at her zeal to pack my things.

I hugged and left. Had I looked back, I would have seen her wiping her tears.

I have always been proud of our Army men. Although, I do not support wars, I have always admired the courage to take lives and give lives for nation. The hostile weather, rigorous schedule and distances from loved ones. I admire the mothers who let their sons join army. Salute to all those mothers who put up a brave face for the sake of their nation.

Based on prompt "Had I looked back"  for 100 words on Saturday by Write Tribe. The prompt this week has been provided by Nischala Murthy.