A long time has been spent. Sitting here alone in the library. Waiting. Thousands came and went and only a few noticed. There was so much to say and so much to express. Some occassionally gave a glance but no one tried to go deep. This book will remain forever unread. Never borrowed. Forever alone.

PS: It had been a very long time since I wrote one of my 55 fiction pieces. Fiction in general is very new to me. Do share your opinion on this and other short fiction pieces.

There she was. He couldn’t stop looking at her. He was happy and surprised and happy. Though they had known each other since they were kids its been long since they saw each other. “She should be mine’, he thought. Blink. They have been together for 6 years. He is still happy and surprised and happy.

Note: Call it fate, destiny or luck this one came out to be 55 words in the first attempt only

Only men. She already regretted her decision. But this was the last bus. There was no other mode of transport. No metro. No Auto. She sat near to the door. Her hand was in her purse clutching her pepper spray. It was a 25 mins ride. Her stop arrived and she got off.

Nothing happened.

The thud of falling food awoke the beggar kid. He thought the policeman had come but was surprised to see food lying in front of him. He hadn’t eaten for 2 days. He went for it like an animal.

Walking away was a young school kid. He was not happy with what his mother had packed.

He froze as the slap hit him. Mummy was shouting but he couldn’t hear a word. The tears in his eyes blurred her angry face. He didn’t know what he did wrong.
But he knows he will never be seen with a dying animal injured in an accident. Or a person. Never again.

What is this? Why is this post so short? To know the answers click here

Recently I was introduced to a new category of writing by one of my colleagues called 55 Fiction. Complete detail about the concept can be found here but in one line it means to come up with a fiction story in less than 55 words. As I mentioned in my last post that one of the reasons I write is to make myself a better story-teller and be able to communicate my thoughts in the best possible way. I think 55 Fiction could be a very effective tool in helping me achieve those goals. The need to convey the full story contained by the word limit would actually push my thinking limits beyond the threshold to come up with new ways to convey my message. To be able to convey the complete message in fewer words is an extremely impressive and powerful trait that is exhibited by leaders of the world and I think it would be a great exercise to try and see how well I do.

They say “Speech is Silver, Silence is gold”. I would like to add brevity is platinum.