Sometimes I feel that memories are emotions too, they are powerful, they overwhelm in an instant. When Bhawana suggested on my Inspire my Art page to write a post beginning with a certain sentence, I knew what would transpire, for it is something that happens to me often, and I think a lot of people can relate. I share this with the flash fiction writers at Friday Flash55 as well!
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The Cult..
“Fearless leader, show us the way” “But who is he?” came a voice. The dais was empty. “What does this sect stand for?” asked another. “To show the way we have to lead our lives” And in silence came the realization. “No one can do that.” our choices decide how we steer cult of life … Read more The Cult..
the murder…
“I should have seen her coming. Reckless I am, a murderer now” “Oh come on, George. There’s no way you could have. It was midnight!” “But what if she was on her last?” “Last what?” “You know…” “Oh. Even then, nothing you could have done.” “Would hitting a black cat bring bad luck too, sis?” … Read more the murder…