Mo Ferdause

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Saturday Night” by Mo Ferdause

(Writers note: 1 night, 6 POV)Kids are a handful. I am struggling to raise two of my own lately. When I see someone with a half dozen kids at a supermarket, I laugh inside. You should've thought about going on birth control, lady! I say it quietly under my breath. I do my own thing and keep my rascals under a short leash. For the most part, they are all well behaved kids. Occasionally the little one will throw a fit if she doesn’t ha...

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“Ode to Self” by Mo Ferdause

Today’s the day I change how I feel sometimes – depressed and lonely, helpless and weak. I will no longer fight against my own self and relinquish the thoughts that keep me down. Today is the day I confront my own demon and set the ground rules. I will no longer be the one crying in sleep hoping for a miracle. Today is the day I shine the brightest among the bouquet of stars that everyone is waiting to see. I will no longer hide behind the shadow of doubts and crumpled up in a corner feeling worthless. Today i...

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“I Remember...” by Mo Ferdause

There are a lot of things I can’t remember. Things that anyone should be able to mutter out in a split second from a simple trigger in their brain would take me hours of recollection and piece together. Parts of my childhood that others remember clearly are still vague to me even after so many years. Bits and pieces of memory come to me when I think real hard, but that’s all they are -- memories.Wh...

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“(IV) IRONY” by Mo Ferdause

Having deep conversations at the dinner table was never his thing. Bringing politics to the table was even worse. Frankly, he could care less about what the mayor was doing to keep the streets safe, or even what the president was not doing on bringing the troops back home. He knew that his opinion would only feed more fuel to the fire and would encourage her more on the topic he would very much like to avoid. All he knew that he was hungry, and when he was hungry, he wanted food.

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“(III) DENIAL” by Mo Ferdause

Few months after filing for Chapter 13 at the bankruptcy court, Josh found himself stuck in a place that was hard to escape from. After making several failed attempts to regain his footing in the trading business, he had come to a realization that his world was shrinking. The colleagues he once knew, the friends he once trusted with his life, had begun to disappear. The people who worked for him had left him long before the wrath of fate came crashing down. He was subject to a class action laws...

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“(II) CRUEL FATE” by Mo Ferdause

“This is my worst nightmare!” glued to his computer screen on the desk Malik continued, “I feel like throwing up man!” He placed his arms over his braided hair, breathing heavily.“Relax dude.” Leaping over from the next cubicle Rob responded. “Go take a walk. It’s not over till the fat lady sings.” He peaked at the clock mounted on the wall. It was power hour. The bell would strike soon to close out the trading session for the day. “How deep in the south are you?”

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“(I) LUCKY MAN” by Mo Ferdause

Summer of 2021. A slither of beaming light is rising in the east, fighting its way against the darkness of the night. The smell of freshly baked bread is making my stomach growl. It must be around 6:30am now. The chirping sounds of the crickets have faded overnight. I want to sleep a little longer, but my stomach disagrees. Last time I ate something was yesterday around noon. How much sleep can you really get on an empty stomach? Pam, the owner of Tony's Bakery, is good to me. She leaves a bag of o...

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Author bio

When I write a story I try my hardest to keep it simple. I may have an outline of a story in my mind and an idea on where I wanted to be; but at the end, I always wind up in a place where the characters take me.