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Five Sentence Fiction – Standing in the Rain

by Tina Basu
written by Tina Basu

She stood still like a stone…. Trying to absorb what just happened.


She looked at them down at her feet… lying helpless… lifeless… but she felt indifferent today.


These were the very people who dared to violate her… repeatedly… day after day… was it her fault that she was born in a family of laborer and them in a higher caste?

She didn’t think of consequences today… she didn’t trust in the police anymore… she took reigns in her own hands when they pounced on her today… it was not the sickle, she realized she got the power from her courage… from her want to lead a life of dignity.

Standing alone in the raintoday, she felt calm, she felt the almighty washing away the dirt… she felt pure again.


source: somethingweird.hubpages.com

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This post is for Lillie McFerrin Writes Five Sentence Fiction for the prompt RAIN. 

Also linking this to The Ultimate Blog Challenge July 2014 as my Day 17 post
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Short Fiction – The Phone Call

by Tina Basu
written by Tina Basu
There was a fraughtof silence.

Mahima was too tensed… she didn’t know what to answer now. But more than that she was worried… very worried for Mayank.

It was well past 1 in the night, and he was not back home.

“You will not try to save him tonight. Is that clear?” stated an angry Raj.


Mahima thought it’s best to remain silent now or Raj might just erupt, he was tired of his son’s partying escapades.

“This is the time he should be worried about making a career… and what is your son doing… partying till 1?”

“I’ll try his phone”

“I have been trying his phone for past half an hour… he has not even bothered to pick it up”

Mahima knew her husband better, behind this hard exterior of anger, he was worried inside for his son.

“Mayank has become a nocturnalanimal… boys from honorable and respectable families do not spend their nights in random parties. Who knows if he is snorting something?”

“Mayank will never do such a thing, he is just a teenager…”

“Mahima, you don’t know… times are not like when we were young. I have to be strict with him or else he will ruin his life like this”.

Mahima remained silent, but Raj’s words made her think what if Mayank really had got into any such inclination. The silence in the room was broken by the ringing phone.

“Is this Raj Malhotra” asked the voice.

“Yes”…

“You have to come to Bhaba Hospital, Bandra”

“Hospital??? Why??? Who is this?”

“I am inspector Hemant… I am afraid your son has met with an accident, he and his friends were racing bikes on the Sea Link in an inebriated state, Mayank is in the ICU and is serious. We need you to come here at once”…

The phone fell from his grip… Raj couldn’t hear properly what Mahima was going on asking… he only had one thing in head… a silent prayer for his son to be alive.



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Post written for Three Words Wednesday for the prompts – Fraught, Honorable and Nocturnal.

This is also my Day 16 Post for UBC July 2014.
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Short Fiction – The Meeting

by Tina Basu
written by Tina Basu
Like always he turned out to be a moron.

She absolutely despised him.

She wanted to escape this place, as soon as possible.



Rachel took a deep breath to calm down. She couldn’t believe how lecherous he could be.

She read the lines, in front, repeatedly… she had written and read them many times over last few days…   

But she knew she had to do it now. She pressed the send button before she could change her mind.

The appraisal meeting with her boss didn’t go well… she never expected it to be…
She was tired of his advances… Rachel knew he will twist everything to make her vulnerable.

Now with the resignation mail sent, she felt little better…more so because she had also remembered to mark the mail to the HR head, Director, Vice President and the CEO… Rachel made sure people knew why she was resigning.   



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Written for ABC Wednesday Round Fifteen for the letter A. My word for A is Appraisal. 
Also my Day 15 post for UBC July ’14.
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100 Word Story – On the Easter Sunday

by Tina Basu
written by Tina Basu

Everything about this Easter was wrong.


This is not how little Sean spent his Easter Sundays.

He remembered how last year he hunted Easter eggs along with his sister, mommy’s special lunch, how the entire family enjoyed together in the house… their house.


He wiped off the lone tear that rolled down his cheeks.

He didn’t like this place… he wanted to be with his family.

Little Sean looked outside his window up in the clouds


“Dear God, I don’t like it in here, please give me back my mommy and my daddy. Please bring my sister back to me”

Copyright – Kelly Sands

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100 Word Story written for Rochelle Wisoff Fields Friday Fictioneer on the photo prompt. 
And Day 14 Post of UBC July 2014.
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Short Fiction – The Diary

by Tina Basu
written by Tina Basu

“Are you sure you want to do this?”


“Of course, why not?”

“It doesn’t feel quite right.”

“You think too much… we will go in and do just as written”

“I don’t like this idea of a random treasure hunt… not here”

“Don’t be a sissy Jim”

“I am not being a sissy… and this place is guarded if you have not noticed already”

“It’s a matter of seconds and we’ll be inside”

The two friends sneaked in through the gap in the boundary wall before anyone could notice, the dark night was the perfect cover and Billy was happy with the first step done.

The constant creaking of crickets and the occasional hooting of owls added a chill to this eerie night. Billy went through the phrases one again written in the diary, “Judith Frost 1986 – 2012 – Get to her for 10 million Euros”

The patrolling guards didn’t pose much trouble for them, but the bigger task was to find out Judith Frost here. They decided to scan the area in turn so that they didn’t miss Judith.

“Billy… there” whispered Jim, warning him about the approaching guard.

“Hey, come in here… hide behind this pillar before they get to you” said a soft voice.

Billy couldn’t see her properly in the translucent moon light, but he realized they were not the only two who had sneaked in, they had company… but was she also looking for Judith??

“Hey what are you doing here at this hour”, she asked?

“We were just… but tell me why you are here” asked Billy.

“I am waiting for someone to turn up”

“Who?”

“Ahh… long story… but tell me do you need any help?”

“Would you know where can I get this lady called Judith Frost?”

“Looks like it’s your lucky night… follow me”

Billy for a minute couldn’t believe his luck, someone to help them out in here!!

They followed her to the other side of the park near the Birch and there she was – Judith Frost.

He turned back to thank her but she was not there. Intoxicated with the thrill of finding Judith’s grave Billy & Jim started digging in, in search of the 10 million. By the time they reached the coffin they could only think of the stash and their changing fortune.

When they opened the coffin, however, they didn’t find anything that remotely looked like cash or precious stone. But that was not what worried them now – they didn’t even find Judith’s body or remains in the coffin!

“Welcome to my home boys”, they heard her speak… a voice that gave them a fright

Before they could realize anything Billy & Jim were pushed into the same pit. The only thing that stayed back was the diary. She picked it up and smiled. She’ll wait for another full moon and another prey. She had vowed she’ll not let the greedy live, the human greed which had taken Judith’s life years back.

Source: m.flikie.com

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Written for Three Words Wednesday with prompts – eerie, guarded & translucent. Day 13 Post for UBC.
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Five Sentence Fiction – The Letter

by Tina Basu
written by Tina Basu
Each time he saw Mischa, he was mesmerized with her simplicity and beauty.

Everything felt nice whenever he thought about her, he had spent days together day dreaming about her – holding her close to him… very close to him, if Rob wanted anything in life , it was her.


“How long am I going to just love her like this… she doesn’t even know about my feelings… Does she even know anything about me?”

But he didn’t have the courage to go and speak to her… not now… not so soon… he didn’t want her to see him stuttering – something that he couldn’t help, but he decided he will not remain silent.

That night he wrote pages after pages – he wanted to write everything… the day he saw her first four years back, the times he had just followed her only to see if she was safe, the days he have spent dreaming about her… the nights that he have spent without blinking an eyelid thinking only and only about her, but it seemed his heart was also stuttering that night.


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This post is for Lillie McFerrin Writes Five Sentence Fiction and the prompt was Pages. 

Also linking this to The Ultimate Blog Challenge July 2014 as my Day 12 post
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