the family at a premium
"you again forgot to bring timmy's new set of teethers", priya was brimming with as much rage as irritation. it has been third day since neeraj has forgot to bring them. neeraj realised his mistake but he couldn't even blame himself, for it has been a month since he was on bench. his company was on laying off spree. he was busy saving his job and trying to find something for himself in the shrinking market and trying to save priya from additional stress other than taking care of her first toddler.
neeraj wished he could just get a break. probably to goa. both of them have always loved being in goa. he knew they will fall in love with each other all over again. not that there was any distance between them deep down. But timmy, their bundle of love seem to have reserved all for himself.
the whirlwind of these thoughts was broken by a shriek that stunned neeraj and priya, herself, too. even timmy stopped fiddling with his cookie. "have you gone deaf, neeraj, do you even love me anymore to hear what i am going hoarse saying here?". priya didn't really mean her words. and what escaped her throat surprised herself too.
neeraj flinched. she felt the rage inside her melting, but at a very slow pace. suddenly, neeraj grabbed her shirt's collar drew her near and before she could think planted his lips all over hers'. the pace of her melting rage quickened.
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14 Comments:
But what was the shriek?
i loved this one. 55 is kool. maybe ill try making my own too :P
hey i updated my blog too. give it a dekko when you get the time :D
austere - arre, the dialogue of priya's that i wrote in another line came out with a shriek. i ain't trained in writing. thus the mistake :( sorry
spicy - but this isn't 55 :-S
spicy [again] - i just did, before you asked me to :D
i was also wondering about the shriek... heh heh
is this it...?
what follows...?
i like :)
alot.
and which 55 were you talking about ?
preeti - what follows? ummm... they have another kid who screws their life even more :P :D
pooja - lemme search for it...
hey! this is my first time at your blog. Is this the story of your life? Didn't get it - what's 55?
zombie - you are most welcome :D
and he he he no it is not the story of my life, but thanks for giving it such respect... that the story seems real to you.
55, is a story writing style where you have to create a story in 55 words.
Ah ok! Silly me :)
interesting. i like short stories with a twist
zombie - :D
pseudo - i see that you are trying your hands at some these days... good
n A wild passionate kiss is all that it takes :)
pavi - right :D
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