The eye that can see right through you!

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I see absolutely everything. Even you, dear reader, I see you as clearly as you see me. I am not just a usual picture prompt for a story idea. I am real!

Come, look deep into my eye, and you will know all about yourself. You will be able to see where and what went wrong or right in your life and more – the little secrets that you have been hiding deep within you.

You will see yourself in all your nakedness. Yes, it will take guts to see yourself in that ‘undiluted form of truth’…so different from what others or even you think of yourself!

For, I am the eye of conscience. Nothing can escape me! Not even a little detail.

To look or not to look, it’s always your choice. But believe me, your life will be much straighter if you dare to see!

This story is a part of the wonderful ‘Mondays Finish The Story Challenge’ by Barbara Beacham. She provides us with a photo prompt, the first sentence, and approximately 150 words with which we are to use to write our story. To take up the challenge click hereMFtS

Zeus and Indra

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“Zeus was not having a good day and he made sure everyone knew it”. He had just returned to Mt Olympus from the court of Indra, the Hindu God of thunder. Indra had incited his wrath.

Zeus had fallen in love with Maneka, one of the nymphs at Indra’s court and wanted to woo her. But Indra challenged him instead…to beat him at the show of lightning. This infuriated Zeus. He was mightier than Indra, had more Gwitter and Godbook following and was feared by all.

But He knew that Indra’s court was resplendent with riches and beauties. Also, Indra was a great strategist and knew the art of conniving.

However, Zeus was obsessed with the lovely Maneka. He sent a blinding lightning and thunder on Earth signalling the beginning of the show. Indra answered with a more powerful lightning that roused people from sleep. The clash of Gods had begun and the lesser mortals had a sleepless night ahead!

This story is a part of the wonderful ‘Mondays Finish The Story Challenge’ by Barbara Beacham. She provides us with a photo prompt, the first sentence, and approximately 150 words with which we are to use to write our story. To take up the challenge click here: Mondays Finish the Challenge

The Bard and the Lady

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 “What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive,” wrote Shakespeare by the River Thames, as he created the character of Lady Macbeth. The evil woman would instigate her husband to kill King Duncan and usurp the throne. But the tangled web of her conscience would never let her be in peace.

However, the line did not fit in the play properly. Shakespeare furrowed his brow and discarded the page.

What he did not know was a smitten Lady had been watching him everyday. Soon after the Bard left, she picked the torn page for keepsake. The precious quote filled her with admiration for him!

Years later, Sir Walter Scott held that same paper handed down to him through generations. He incorporated the precious quote in his work ‘Ivanhoe’.

(This is entirely a fictional account on the origin of this popular quote. The only truthful part in the story is the fact that the quote is indeed a part of ‘Ivanhoe’ by Sir Walter Scott.)

This story is a part of the wonderful ‘Mondays Finish The Story Challenge’ by Barbara Beacham. She provides us with a photo prompt, the first sentence, and approximately 150 words with which we are to use to write our story. To take up the challenge click here: Mondays Finish the Challenge

Anne Bell – The Spirited Prankster

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The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits. Humans don’t go to that side of the town for the fear that something ill may befall them. There have been cases.

Last month, Industrialist George Mehra ventured into the ghost town with an exorcist. The town was the perfect place to set up his industries. But he had no inkling as to what was in store for them!

They stealthily entered the town to begin their ritual to exorcise spirits. But Anne Bell, the spirited prankster, saw them. It was time for some harmless fun!

Unseen, she set George’s beard on fire while he was lighting the holy fire. And simultaneously, she slapped the exorcist. They looked alarmed. Next, she started tickling the exorcist’s armpits. He laughed and rolled around while George gulped saliva. Anne Bell then exorcised the intruders out by her final move – offering them her head on a plate!

Since then, no one has dared to go over to the Miners Hill.

This story is a part of a Mondays Finish The Story Challenge by Barbara Beacham. She provides us with a photo prompt, the first sentence, and approximately 150 words with which we are to use to write our story. To take up the challenge click hereMondays Finish the Challenge

The Bride of Fourteen

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Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life. It had been an unusually long one. She would be 100 in a couple of years. Although her memory was blurred now, she still remembered the day of her marriage at the age of fourteen.

And the day when her eldest was born. She was sixteen then. And she didn’t know how to hold the little one. But during those days, there were so many people on whom she could rely. Her husband, parents, siblings, friends…but now they were all gone.

It was funny but she never really missed anyone after they left her. She felt she was connected with all of them through ‘Him’. ‘He’ had been her constant companion since childhood. Her conversations with ‘Him’ were entertaining and sustaining. ‘He’ would be there for her even till the end of the world, she knew it.

She laughed like a girl of fourteen again!

This story is a part of Mondays Finish the Story by Barbara Beacham. This is a flash fiction challenge where a new photo and the opening sentence is provided. The challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words. Click here to take up the challenge: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com

Big Happy Face

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“Are you laughing at me,” I asked my four year old when I heard him laughing loudly at the local florist. He shook his head and said, “No, I am laughing with them,” he pointed at no one in particular.

I looked around. There were all kinds of beautiful flowers. We were the only customer at that little shop in the outskirts of the city. He continued laughing and made faces. I asked him to stop acting funny. He explained, “Mumma, just look at those two big happy faces. They are sticking their tongues out.”

I was horrified but then I looked closely and saw what he was seeing. The cute orchids appeared to be sticking their tongues out. I laughed.

Both of us had seen the same thing, only his perspective was happier.

This story is a part of Mondays Finish the Story by Barbara Beacham. This is a flash fiction challenge where a new photo and the opening sentence is provided. The challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words. Click here to take up the challenge: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com

The Stone Face

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The neighbors were not happy about my choice of yard art. Neither was I but I couldn’t do anything about it.

Last month, we bought this secluded old charming house. We enjoyed furnishing it with antiques and furnitures.

All was well until the day I thought of gardening. I was digging when my spade hit something. I found this huge wild art of a Red Indian with a Buffalo! We got people to pull that off the ground.

The statues stayed rooted at our backyard. No one liked it.

Yesterday, We tried to get it removed with the help of authorities but the thing wouldn’t budge. Exasperated, I tried to hammer the Red Indian’s head. I’ve had too much!

But that was a mistake again!

Last night, the Statue walked to my door, knocked, grinned and returned my hammer…

This story is a part of Mondays a Finish the Challenge by Barbara Beacham.  The photo and opening line is provided. The store needs to be finished in about 150 lines. To take the challenge, please click here: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com