June 23, 2016


"I Guess it was him. Yes, it had to be him as yesterday he had said he would give a call," She mumbled, as the thoughts about their blind date flooded her vision.

The connection was weak and from what she could make out, he said," will be at the doorstep by seven and ..," something about her odour."

They were meeting and she had to be her fragrant best was all she cared about. 

She got busy asking friends about fragrances to make it an evening to remember; still, something seemed amiss to her.

Ready by 6.45 she waited for him; peeping through the window, pacing across the room, sitting down  to start the ritual again after a minute.

Sharp at seven the bell rang, making her heart thump severely and when she opened the door with a  perfect smile on her lips, a hand holding a box stretched towards her; "Ma'am, your order  and kindly pay in cash."
Aug 1st: Stranger than fiction

This post was originally written for Six Sentence Stories

June 10, 2016

Blink #MyStory

I remember...
Chirpy lass, with a smiling face
Eyes shining bright
Solace to lonely soul
Lost her grip in chaos
As I stumbled through life
... and then I never saw her again.

Part of Indispire #MyStory