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The woman appeared affluent and from the nouveaue riche class. Large diamonds sparkled in her ears,her hair styled and groomed,she was speaking to someone on her phone. "The doctor has told that I have to have the operation so I thought to inform you." She paused, running her
eyes superficially on her surroundings. A little boy of fourteen,dirty and bedraggled was harassing some restaurant visitors probably for money, she presumed. Through the glass window of the cafe, ensconsed in its plush surroundings, sipping coffee she looked with disgust at the
boy.These street urchins were a pest ! They hounded you for money persistently. Her phone rang again. She heard a short clipped voice from the other end " Sorry maa, can't make it. But have made all the arrangements at the hospital. You will be treated like a queen. Suddenly,
#ShortStories
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At Summer's End - Part 2
It is Maeda-sensei. Red lipstck starting to fade. Her makeup smeared from crying.
"Shimazaki-kun?" She said in surprise as she tried to wipe any evidence of harship away. "What are you doing here?"
"My house is
Written by Fatal 5ystem.
At Summer's End - Part 2
It is Maeda-sensei. Red lipstck starting to fade. Her makeup smeared from crying.
"Shimazaki-kun?" She said in surprise as she tried to wipe any evidence of harship away. "What are you doing here?"
"My house is
just up the street from here. I could ask you the same thing, sensei." I responded with mild curiousity.
And without any fuss fluster she spoke, "I'm just passing the time." An odd smirk ran across her face as she looked off toward the apartment complex behind me. I know why
And without any fuss fluster she spoke, "I'm just passing the time." An odd smirk ran across her face as she looked off toward the apartment complex behind me. I know why
her smirk was odd. It was a forced smile. The kind of smile that is supposed to act as a cover, but the eyes betrayed every emotion the mouth intended to hide. That was her expression. She stared up at the illuminated window on the 3rd floor balcony. Next to the windowed door was
#ShortStories
Written by Fatal 5ystem.
At Summer's End - Part 1
Cruelty exists within us all. However, it is more prominant in others. There is no reason for it, or rather there is no excuse for it. Not any good excuses. It is just the way humans are. For the both of us, we
Written by Fatal 5ystem.
At Summer's End - Part 1
Cruelty exists within us all. However, it is more prominant in others. There is no reason for it, or rather there is no excuse for it. Not any good excuses. It is just the way humans are. For the both of us, we
have endured our share of it. It is always the worst when it is from the people we trust. A kind of betrayal that that impales our very being.
July 18th.
I had finally gathered the courage to ask out a girl in my class, and had asked her to meet me bhind the school gym during
July 18th.
I had finally gathered the courage to ask out a girl in my class, and had asked her to meet me bhind the school gym during
lunch period. She showed.
"You wanted to ask me something?" She asked. Her expression blank.
I have always been bad with confessions. Even after hours of rehearsing, it is wasted because I cannot figure out way to do this and not feel awkward about it.
"Yamanoue-san." I say
"You wanted to ask me something?" She asked. Her expression blank.
I have always been bad with confessions. Even after hours of rehearsing, it is wasted because I cannot figure out way to do this and not feel awkward about it.
"Yamanoue-san." I say
Tender meat (Short story)
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Reshma was returning from school to her village in the evening. Suddenly there was a thick darkness in the sky, the clouds started quarreling with each other and the lightning started illuminating the darkness of the sky.
Strong winds started blowing and flowers started falling from the branches, the clouds could not stop themselves and started crying with happiness.
I've spent the weekend reading hundreds of #shortstories. This a quick thread on what I spotted and what *I* think stories that go through to the next round do well. Hugely subjective, of course but...
1. Know their purpose
Stories with a clear purpose from the outset really shine through from those which are well-written (around 99%). These pieces are stories, rather than extracts, outlines, descriptions or something else.
So first ask yourself is this a story?
Stories with a clear purpose from the outset really shine through from those which are well-written (around 99%). These pieces are stories, rather than extracts, outlines, descriptions or something else.
So first ask yourself is this a story?
2. Consistency in tone, voice, perspective and tense
This helps to keep the reader immersed in the world. Countless times, I noticed stories shifted in tone or tense which pulled me out of the world. Sometimes it was the use of a certain word/archaic language that didn't fit.
This helps to keep the reader immersed in the world. Countless times, I noticed stories shifted in tone or tense which pulled me out of the world. Sometimes it was the use of a certain word/archaic language that didn't fit.
#DailyWIT Day 15/365: Sara Al-Jack is a prize-winning Sudanese writer. While none of her full-length works have been translated into English, this fiction was recently published in December in @wwborders: wordswithoutborders.org/article/decemb…
#SudaneseLit #WIT #WomenInTranslation #AfricanLit
#SudaneseLit #WIT #WomenInTranslation #AfricanLit
#DailyWIT Day 16/365: Malka Lee was a Yiddish immigrant poet who wrote about the pain of watching the Holocaust from the USA.
Just a portion of her memories from childhood were published in Found Treasures: Stories by Yiddish Women Writers (1994). #YiddishLit #WIT #HolocaustLit
Just a portion of her memories from childhood were published in Found Treasures: Stories by Yiddish Women Writers (1994). #YiddishLit #WIT #HolocaustLit
#DailyWIT Day 17/365: Ishrat Afreen is an Urdu writer from Pakistan, with select poems available in English translation in the anthology, We Sinful Women: Contemporary Urdu feminist poetry.
#Poetry #PakistaniLit #UrduLit
#Poetry #PakistaniLit #UrduLit
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Would you like some #greentea #extract #Herbal #supplements drink for #weightloss?
Good, you can enjoy your #weightlosstransformation 6-ft-under. Here is what #greentea extract does👉liver biopsy #marked regions = what is left of liver
#livertwitter #pathology #LiverPath
Would you like some #greentea #extract #Herbal #supplements drink for #weightloss?
Good, you can enjoy your #weightlosstransformation 6-ft-under. Here is what #greentea extract does👉liver biopsy #marked regions = what is left of liver
#livertwitter #pathology #LiverPath
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1. Check/declare your supplements.
2. Be wary of #nutrition and #weight management #quacks
3. Want #loseweightfast? - sweat it out, dont sweat your liver out.
4. #STAY away - multilevel marketing #FRAUDS
More 👉bit.ly/3komJo3
#MedTwitter #MedStudents #media #healthy
1. Check/declare your supplements.
2. Be wary of #nutrition and #weight management #quacks
3. Want #loseweightfast? - sweat it out, dont sweat your liver out.
4. #STAY away - multilevel marketing #FRAUDS
More 👉bit.ly/3komJo3
#MedTwitter #MedStudents #media #healthy
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Never forget the #sexist, #outrageous, #PANIC inducing #advertisement that #pseudoscience #Ayurveda and #Homeopathy uses as #fishing #bait on unassuming persons
NO '#faster way to lose weight' - its a #myth
#health #education #MedEd #publichealth #shortstories #girls
Never forget the #sexist, #outrageous, #PANIC inducing #advertisement that #pseudoscience #Ayurveda and #Homeopathy uses as #fishing #bait on unassuming persons
NO '#faster way to lose weight' - its a #myth
#health #education #MedEd #publichealth #shortstories #girls
రేయ్! ఒక్కడివే ఉంటాండావ్
. బయట అంగళ్లు గునక లేవు. అసలే మజ్జోడివి. అన్నం పెట్టుకోనీకి గునక బరువు నీకు. ఏమన్నా సేసుకుంటాండావా? ల్యాక మజ్జుగా పచ్చు ఉంటండావా? నువ్వాడ తింటాండావో లేదో అని మాకు ఎట్నో ఉండాది. పోనీ నేనొచ్చేదా ఆడికి ? ఫోన్లో అమ్మ
~మ్మోవ్! యాడికొచ్చేది? ఎవర్నీ రానీడం ల్యా
. బయట అంగళ్లు గునక లేవు. అసలే మజ్జోడివి. అన్నం పెట్టుకోనీకి గునక బరువు నీకు. ఏమన్నా సేసుకుంటాండావా? ల్యాక మజ్జుగా పచ్చు ఉంటండావా? నువ్వాడ తింటాండావో లేదో అని మాకు ఎట్నో ఉండాది. పోనీ నేనొచ్చేదా ఆడికి ? ఫోన్లో అమ్మ
~మ్మోవ్! యాడికొచ్చేది? ఎవర్నీ రానీడం ల్యా
--ఎట్నోకట్ట ఒచ్చామ్ లేరా. నేనొచ్చే నీకు సేసి పెడతాంటా.
~యాం రావొద్దు లేమ్మా. ఆడనే ఉండండి. నేను రోజు యాదో ఒకటి సేసుకుంటాండా లే.
ఔ. సిత్రాన్నం ఎట్ట సేసుకోవాల్నో సెప్పు.
మాయమ్మకు సంబరం అయ్యింది. అడుగుతాండాడు అంటే సేసుకుంటాడు అని. ఎట్టా సేసుకోవాల్నో ఇవరంగా సెప్పింది.
~యాం రావొద్దు లేమ్మా. ఆడనే ఉండండి. నేను రోజు యాదో ఒకటి సేసుకుంటాండా లే.
ఔ. సిత్రాన్నం ఎట్ట సేసుకోవాల్నో సెప్పు.
మాయమ్మకు సంబరం అయ్యింది. అడుగుతాండాడు అంటే సేసుకుంటాడు అని. ఎట్టా సేసుకోవాల్నో ఇవరంగా సెప్పింది.
ఆ తర్వాత పులగం ఎట్టా సేసుకోవాలా అని అడిగినా
తరువాత తిరువాతన్నం
ఆ తర్వాత నూనేంకాయ..
నేను రోజుకోకటి అడుగుతాండా. ఆమ్మ ఇసుక్కోకుండా ఇవరంగా సేపుతా ఉండాది.
ఆ పులగం, పులుసన్నం అన్నీ నేను దిన్నామూ సేసుకునేటే.. ఎట్టా సెయ్యాలో నాకు బాగా తెల్సు.
తరువాత తిరువాతన్నం
ఆ తర్వాత నూనేంకాయ..
నేను రోజుకోకటి అడుగుతాండా. ఆమ్మ ఇసుక్కోకుండా ఇవరంగా సేపుతా ఉండాది.
ఆ పులగం, పులుసన్నం అన్నీ నేను దిన్నామూ సేసుకునేటే.. ఎట్టా సెయ్యాలో నాకు బాగా తెల్సు.
#Story1 The Elevator Part1
Ananya was a perfect Pooh frm K3G with perfect eyeliner, perfectly straight hair but an imperfect mind. The only negative in her were her mood swings, even that couldn't keep the boys in the office away.
#fictionshotswithmanali #shortstories #shortreads
Ananya was a perfect Pooh frm K3G with perfect eyeliner, perfectly straight hair but an imperfect mind. The only negative in her were her mood swings, even that couldn't keep the boys in the office away.
#fictionshotswithmanali #shortstories #shortreads
#Story1 The Elevator Part2
So when she got stuck in the office elevator with Jayant, Robin&Gaurav; she was more than just claustrophobic. All the 3boys saw this as a perfect opportunity to impress Ananya while the lift was being repaired.
#fictionshotswithmanali #shortstories
So when she got stuck in the office elevator with Jayant, Robin&Gaurav; she was more than just claustrophobic. All the 3boys saw this as a perfect opportunity to impress Ananya while the lift was being repaired.
#fictionshotswithmanali #shortstories
#Story1 The Elevator Part3
Jayant who was as shy as Amol Palekar in his movies was looking at the other 2boys&avoiding eye contact with Ananya. Robin was straightening his shirt&looking at himself in his mobile front camera to ensure his hair was perfectly set like his biceps.
Jayant who was as shy as Amol Palekar in his movies was looking at the other 2boys&avoiding eye contact with Ananya. Robin was straightening his shirt&looking at himself in his mobile front camera to ensure his hair was perfectly set like his biceps.
