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Friday, 4 September 2015

The dried, red rose ( 55 Fiction )



As she dusted her bookshelf, a book at the corner grabbed her attention. She opened it and found the red rose, which she had kept there, three years back. 

Dried and tattered, like his love! It smelled betrayal.

Holding her breath, she threw the rose in the dustbin, never to look back at him again.


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49 comments:

  1. Nice.
    Here's to new beginnings. ;)
    One can't help but feel happy for your protagonist here, Purba. :)

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  2. This is so ethereal... and this is my story too! :') Loved the way you expressed it... a perfect embodiment of *inner strength*.

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    1. Thanks a ton dear. I am so glad you liked it. Cheers to the strength and power that resides within all of us :)

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  3. Superb! That is exactly everyone should do. Get rid of the stink of betrayal. Very beautifully expressed Purba. :)

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  4. A lovely piece indeed, greetings!

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  5. Am a huge fan of 55Fiction Purba. The piece is good and conveys what you had in mind :) However, I felt, having read your posts for a while, the strong emotions and attachment could have been packed and punched even better by you. (or it may be just me) Cheers!

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  6. Sometimes, even a rose doesn't worth to be stored, either in memory or in the pages of a book..

    Wonderful micro-fiction, Purba... :-)

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  7. Very beautifully expressed Purba. Your expressions are not restricted with words. You have expressed countless emotions in limited words. Crisp yet deep ! Beautiful. :) Such roses are better be thrown, but such stories should always be cherished. :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Ma'am. I am so glad that you liked this 55 fiction. Such appreciation from you motivates me. Means a lot. Thanks for your precious comment :)

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  8. Well, the keyword was betrayal. The guy absolutely deserved it! Wish it was some softer emotion!

    A short and beautiful story!

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    1. You got it right. The keyword was betrayal. Next time, I will write on a softer emotion.
      Thanks, Rakesh.

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  9. More or less we all experience this thing in our life ;)

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  10. Well penned Purba. Cheers to the new beginning!

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  11. Excellent! :)
    Reminded me of Jab we met.

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    1. ha ha :D Yes, that famous scene.
      Thanks, Indrani :)

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  13. If it is betrayal no memory is worth keeping, nice Purba :)

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  14. Just beautifully written, Purba!!!

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  15. Betrayal is not easy to forgive. Good one, Purba. :)
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