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.

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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