Revenge Part II# Flash Fiction

Shruti left the house with a pistol to kill her husband and end the issue forever.There was a confusion of thoughts in her head.

An ordinary fisherman named Sameer was living in Shruti’s village.

I have expressed his lifestyle in simple language here. In the following rhyme

Ordinary People

Life of the ordinary people
Straightforward and simple
The Sun rises and sets
They’re busy with fishing nets!!

In the low tide they cast nets
When It’s high tide they raise nets
Longing to fill stomach with food
They’re busy with separating seafood!!

As a normal person, people used to tease and use him as they wanted. Shruti’s husband used to take big fish from him and say, he would pay later. He was in debt but not paying.

So Sameer took a sporty but real looking pistol and came to Shruti’s husband’s place, where he is every day, in the building that had Symmetrical arched doors . Sameer’s plan was to intimidate him by showing him a pistol and get his fish money back

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Sameer reached the building that had symmetrical arched doors in the gothic style. At the same time Shruti reached the second symmetrical arched door. Sameer raised a pistol on Shruti’s husband and at the same time Shruti aimed the pistol and shot her husband. Shruti’s bodybuilder husband collapsed to the ground and a stream of blood gushed out of his chest like a fountain.

I have explained Sameer’s miserable situation in this haiku poem.

The sound of gun shot
He smelled gun muzzled near him
And he was puzzled

This post is part of #Writephoto

https://weeklyprompts.com/2021/09/18/weekly-prompts-weekend-challenge-ordinary/

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Reena’s Xploration Challenge

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Here rhyme pattern is AABB and first try of haiku poem

Revenge Part I #Flash Fiction

Shruti got married and came home with her husband. Her husband’s parents kept their honeymoon in a famous 5 star hotel instead of at home. Shruti’s friends teased her and let her go.”Tell us tomorrow, who among you won,” her friend said jokingly. Somehow Shruti was embarrassed.

Their honeymoon room was decorated. There were rose petals all over the bed. There was soft music in the room. The scent of room freshener was everywhere. There was a pleasant atmosphere everywhere and in a glass bowl in the middle of the room, there were rose petals in rose water and in the middle a pink candle was burning. The edges of the bed were decorated with garlands of jasmine flowers.

She sat up in bed, stunned because she had never worn such a heavy sari and had never worn so many gold ornaments. It was all too heavy for her.

She had not slept the night before because of the large number of visitors. Still, she was eagerly waiting for her husband, dreaming of a happy life.

When she woke up in the morning, her husband was nowhere to be seen. She was alone and there was sleep in her eyes. She got up and looked for him in the washroom. He was nowhere to be seen.

Just then someone knocked on the door of the room and she opened the door. Her husband was standing outside with a bouquet.

#eugi’sweeklyprompt-bouquet

As soon as he entered the room. He said, “You are very proud of money. When I proposed to you two years ago, you scolded me and said, ‘Improve your body and lifestyle and then propose to a girl like me. Now look, I made a body, money and plastic surgery to make you fit. Look, I’m back”. she said,you came back, but we are meeting for the first time”.

He said,”You are a fool and I don’t have time to talk to foolish people.”You can try. I will be here at this spot for the next two hours from now.(he shows her the image), “If you want to apologize and rub your nose on my feet, come on”.( hits the following image on her face)

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He didn’t stop to watch her react. He didn’t hear her, threw a bouquet on her face, slammed the door and left.

Shruti didn’t know what to do, so she controlled herself and returned to her parents’ house. Everyone at home started asking, what happened? Is there a quarrel? How did she come alone and why didn’t her husband come? How did you come back without going to your husband’s house? The family bombarded her with questions but she could not hear anything.

She went straight to her room. She took off her heavy clothes and jewelry and threw them into the room. Wearing blue jeans and a black T-shirt, carrying her father’s pistol in her hand, she went out to do black acts. She was angry that her family’s reputation had been tarnished. She was literally trembling with anger. Thoughts were coming to her mind just as fast as she was driving the car…….

I have expressed her feelings like this:

Anger filled in me
I couldn’t wait to meet you
Symmetric building
Left the house with an anger
For tranquility of mind

This post is part of Colleen’s Syllabic Challenge # Tanka poem

Write photo – Folly

Eugi’s weekly prompt – Bouquet

Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Prompt#199

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Synonyms chosen here are for Family – House and for peace – Tranquility. I tried Tanka poem for the first time.