I was turning off my laptop, when my boss called out. “I
need something done. Can you stay back for an hour or two?”
I couldn’t. It was the last day of the Picasso Exhibition,
and Disha and I were both looking forward to it. But Appraisals were coming up,
and I really had no choice.
“Thank you so much for staying back”, my boss told me when I
was done. “By the way, I have two passes for a private reception at the Picasso
Exhibition. Would you be interested?”
I never really believed in Destiny, but sometimes I wonder.
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A Drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.
5 comments:
Have you read W. Somerset Maugham's iteration of The Appointment In Sumarra?
Destiny, indeed!
Thanks for the great flash fiction--it was nicely done!
Best,
Joe
D: Dealing Deuces
I wonder too... Is everything pre-written or as it's said in The Alchemist, Maktub?
This is lovely. Thanks for sharing it with us.
This is the second post I have read today defining a drabble. I'd never heard the term before, but I think maybe the universe is trying to give me a hint.
Well done! I think I shall dabble in a drabble. Consider me inspired.
Come check out my A to Z! Jen Hemming and Hawing Again
Natasha - What a wonderful way to show how some things just seem to be meant to happen. I love that 'photo, too.
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