The Blast Aftermath - 55 Fiction




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"Past seven years, it was routine for her. She waited for him. But today he was late. This had never happened before, his phone was unreachable. Her heart started pounding. She didn't want the bad news. But the phone rang, and she knew, he’s also one of them.

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He’s also one of the BLAST VICTIMS"


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PS: An attempt to a new writing style: 55 fiction



Comments

  1. Tushar SharmaApril 21, 2013 at 1:06 PM

    A nice 55 fiction. But styles aside I would like you to write a long one, maybe we can call it Fiction - 555 :)

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    1. CYNOSUREApril 26, 2013 at 7:57 PM

      Will definitely try to come-up with something...thanks Mr. Sharma... :)

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  2. DivyaApril 21, 2013 at 8:05 PM

    Less words but powerful message conveyed - something I could relate with...Good one!

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  3. SimranApril 21, 2013 at 8:20 PM

    That's sad...
    Nice attempt on F:55 :)

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    1. CYNOSUREApril 26, 2013 at 7:59 PM

      very sad...tough to relate it with the life of those who have faced it...thanks Simran... :)

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  4. Sahithya SridharApril 22, 2013 at 3:36 PM

    nice read!..:)

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  5. Bhavya NApril 23, 2013 at 3:23 PM

    Good attempt at 55fiction. This is my first visit to your blog, have you also tried flash fiction?
    Bhavya
    Just Another Blog

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  6. magiceyeApril 23, 2013 at 7:13 PM

    Nice one

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  7. Easwar ArumugamApril 23, 2013 at 9:23 PM

    Nice fiction. Like it

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  8. Saru SinghalApril 23, 2013 at 10:26 PM

    Oh! So sad but you write 55 wonderfully :)

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  9. Uma AnandaneApril 23, 2013 at 10:55 PM

    I second with Saru here.You nailed the 55.

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  10. Akshay Kumar GApril 24, 2013 at 4:02 AM

    That is one devastating news I never want to hear. You have beautifully brought it out bro.

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  11. Sri ValliApril 25, 2013 at 6:36 PM

    Ahh!! That's heartbreaking!

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  12. Ashwini C NApril 28, 2013 at 10:53 PM

    The pain of waiting for someone and in having to accept that they won't be back. Really painful.

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