Today I have the The Xtra small variant of stories, tailor made to fit in your squeezed time budget,sprinkled with a dose of humor, topped with a bit of craziness, and finally baked with love, just for you 🙂
I hope you will savour the dish.Happy reading!
It was a busy evening with the village market flocked by tourists excitedly looking at the various kiosks. The little market thronged with life, filled with excited chatter of the people and the shopkeepers hawking to the prospective customers. Its narrow lane was fully crowded when suddenly an explosion like noise startled everyone and made them pause their din to search for the source of this sound. It seemed to have originated somewhere near them. Soon enough, everyone’s eyes were fixed on three fat middle-aged ladies, standing in the middle of the road. You could see the initial surprise on the people’s faces turning into the a big grin. Even the grimmest ones couldn’t help a smile. The kids were laughing like crazy with the adults trying hard not to, sans the nearby shopkeeper who was already into splits. What on earth had happened?
That night, you could hear the two ladies of the group , heatedly narrating the incident to their husbands at dinner.
“She farted so loud that the whole market started staring back at us..”
”We are absolutely embarrassed. Next time, I ain’t going shopping with her” chimed the other.
Author’s side note: What did you think was that sound? 😉
In your street
It was on fifth of the previous month that I fell in love at first sight with the most handsome male I had ever seen in my life. His gait, his built and eyes..oohh I could drown in them. That was the first time I went into his street and since then ,Each day I would go there just to catch a glimpse of him. As charming as ever, he looked like he was made for me. But was I made for him? I was from the streets and he belong to that elite class I could only dream to be a part of. Still, I was helpless before my heart. And the labor paid off too, because by now he had noticed me and would grace me with a glance every now and then.Then today, I mustered courage and instead of simply admiring him from a distance, I walked up to the gate of his house. He was there in the veranda, looking lonely and well, single( I silently prayed he was). He noticed me and came at the gate. With only a grill between us, my heart skipped a beat and my tail wagged like never before. I looked straight into his eyes but Before I could say something, a silly human called him inside luring him with a bone. And he went with him just like that, without a word ..leaving my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I meant nothing to him in front of that juicy bone! I should have known Labradors aren’t my type .
Author’s side note: Now that’s what you call doggy-love 😉
It was already quarter past one and the final exam was to start by two. Ravi ran as fast as he could to the temple on the way to the exam hall. He had to seek the Almighty’s blessings before this testing period. He had worked hard for this since months and finally d-day had arrived.He looked at his watch, it was 1:31 pm. He must hurry if he had to reach on time to the exam hall. Soon, he reached the temple but he did not think he had time to go inside and pray. He silently apologized and stood at its entrance with folded hands, praying. Then he looked at his watch,it was 1:40, eaxctly five minutes left to the start of the 15 minutes question paper reading time before the exam. He ran at top speed, filled with guilt at not been able to get the prasad( deity’s blessings ).Suddenly, he felt something gooey fall on his hair, which dripped to his forehead. He touched it with his fingers to see what it was. To his shock, it was a bird’s shit. Now, he should have been utterly disgusted at that, given the paucity of time and his condition. But he was elated instead, as this was a good omen to him. A bird defecating on you on an important day brought good luck, he had heard from his elders. He was delighted to have finally got his prasad and ran merrily towards the hall, wiping the goo on the way.
”He smells funny”, The student sitting with him in the hall thought, but could not make out why.
Author’s side note: That’s how you make lemonade of the lemons life throws at you 😉
( Don’t substitute ‘ that thing stated above’ for lemons though )
Happy 1st anniversary!
There was once a little girl who used to come up with stories since the age of five. Though she could not express those in writing very well at that age, she would imagine the each and every scene in her head, living in a world of her fantasies, with her fictitious characters and their adventures. She always loved that telling stories, imagining stuff nobody saw and that never really existed(This irked her mother sometimes, though). She loved reading stories, and she read them all she could. At school, she would read her borrowed novel from the library , ask for as friend’s and read it, and then read another friend’s. She absolutely loved being transported into a new and adventurous world the books took her to. She loved to narrate stories to her sister, her cousins and soon every one would look forward to ghost story sessions of hers'(that was her favorite genre at that time,you see). But after she grew up, she got caught in the rut of life and the story-telling and reading almost became a thing of the past. She realized she should not let it all go latent and consequently rust.But she didn’t know how to go on with it. Then one day, she finally decided to start a blog to give it a go. After a few days of creating one, she posted her first story on this day, last year.
Author’s side note:
Just as you guessed, that girl was me and here I am, writing four more stories, in celebration of completion of first year of Living my Dream. It was on this day, the thirteenth of December, that I decided to take the big step towards my dream and finally posted a short story online. I was very new to this blogosphere and for the first days, my Facebook friends were the only people who visited this site. I wrote three stories before I could meet or greet any one of this blogosphere. Very honestly, I was kind of dejected in the first few days and it was only after the blogging 101 that I met many of you, made friends and realized that this is a very awesome place full of supportive and of course very talented people. I got to know many of you and and some of you from my initial days are still accompanying me in living this dream while many fabulous people have hopped in between this one year. Its been an adventurous year, where I got a chance to explore many of the latent talents, did things I never imagined I would and had a creative outlet to implement many of my ideas . It would not have been possible without you all, my readers and supporters.I hope you’ll continue the to shower the love and support.
A big thanks to you!
They say, when you are happy and you know it – Pass it on! I really hope that you smiled and laughed too, reading the Xtra Small tales!
Also,I would love to know which category of the following you like the most on my blog and why.
Also, what were your initial views when you first visited this site? I would love to know your views, it will be the best anniversary gift I’d say. Also,You can visit all the categories mentioned above via the drop down menu button on the extreme left in case you viewing through a browser 😉