Friday, December 12, 2008

55 Flash Fiction Friday #24: Chapter 17 - Qismat


Some stories are the same in any language.
Despite all, she might have borne the tortures indefinitely. She was prepared, resigned to it even. Until the day the sobs of her childhood friend Sarika fell on her ears. How could he? Sarika was scarcely more than a child. It might be safe to say that this very day Vinay sealed his own fate.

Notes:
qismat: fate
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5 comments:

Rastaman said...

Wonderful writing, sad story though it is. Interesting way to create a short story.

Liquid said...

And I linger for the rest of the story!

Great 55!

g-man said...

At least no ones getting branded this week Mojo!
Good Job, thanks for visiting, thanks for playing, and have a Great Week-End...G

ciara said...

he's a dirty bastard. all i gotta say. great installment, mojo.

Lulda Casadaga said...

Nice one...I'm with ya ciara..dirty bastard...he'll get his someday!