The Proposal

This 100-word fiction titled “The Proposal” was written for #FridayFictioneers. The photograph is clicked by Roger Bultot.

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The Proposal

“Dad, how did you propose to Mom?” asked Tessa, browsing the album.

He smiled.

“The sky turned a pale gold as the sun set beyond the hills. Clouds passed above us, their reflection clear in the still lake. While your mother stood mesmerized, I got down on one knee, and popped the question.”

“Wow! That must have been quite romantic, Mom,” said Tessa, as her father went into the kitchen.

“Tell you a secret?” whispered her mom.

“He actually proposed at the diner where we had our first date, at sunset, but he loves to imagine a more romantic setting.”

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(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason,
25th October, 2017)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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46 thoughts on “The Proposal

  1. Shame he couldn’t have been more romantic and actually proposed at sunset looking over a lake.

    My fiancé proposed to me at Sunset from the Zafiris Hotel in Sidari Corfu!
    Very romantic!

    • I caught on to that “down on one knee” part from some sitcoms, but not sure if it’s an American thing, Christine. 😉 When the love is known, I guess even a direct question or thought is as romantic.

  2. Dear Vinay,

    Memory is a subjective thing, isn’t it? Nice ‘he said’ ‘she said’ story. Light, romantic and humorous.



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