End of the World!

The travelling monk looked at the famous Il Gigante for a long, long time. His serene eyes were the colour of the ocean, while his orange robe gleamed in the sun. The beach was sparsely crowded and he found a quiet place to sit.

Sana, a middle aged writer, found the pensive monk as interesting as that colossal sculpture of Neptune towering above them. There was a strange, other-worldly glint in his eyes. She wanted to click his snap for her travelogue.

“Hello Sir, I am Sana, a tourist! Can I have a snap of yours, please,” she went near the monk and requested. He just smiled.

Perhaps, he did not know English language! She tried to communicate in a sign language. He smiled again, wrote something and gave her.

“The day this sculpture falls, the world will end. Every minute is important,” the note said.

Sana looked up, but the monk had vanished. A terrible gush of wind blew away the paper from her shivering hands!

This is my entry to the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the lovely Priceless Joy. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate. For more information, please CLICK HERE. Thank you Momtheobscure for the image!

The ageless Monk with a benign smile


“From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.” All this was going to change soon, she thought.

He came. She sensed his presence like always and turned to greet him. There he stood in his flowing monk’s robe with a benign smile! She lay down prostrate at the feet of her Guru (teacher). He had shown her how to direct her magical powers to a higher purpose.

She had aged with time but the monk had always looked the same. He helped her to her feet and blessed her. She noticed, he was holding a palm leaf manuscript.

No, she was not capable of the holy secret!

The monk smiled reading her thoughts. He just said, “You have been chosen. When it will be too dark, use this booklet for light.” He left unnoticed. The end was near, she had to do her bit!

The monk in the story is loosely based on Mahavtar Babaji. Mahavatar Babaji is said to have revived in this age the lost scientific meditation technique of Kriya Yoga. He guided Swami Yogananda, the 19th century mystic, and his Gurus time and again.

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 MFtS