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Nirmala Nababsing

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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THE DREAM HOUSE

Nirmala Nababsing

Submitted to Contest #103

The dream house Rooma is in the study room in her mother’s house. It is a small room with shelves standing on two sides. They contain hundreds of books. At the centre of the room there is a work desk on which is placed a reading lamp and a chair. One week ago, Rooma left her mother in a residential care home. This is a decision that she had taken after much hesitation and thought. Her mother was an Alzheimer patient. Her condition has been worsening over the years. She could no longer be allowed to live on her own. S...

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THE SOLITARY MAN

Nirmala Nababsing

Submitted to Contest #102

THE SOLITARY MAN It was sunset. Roy and Tommy were in their living room, standing near the window. They were observing the house opposite theirs. It was a small house with a pitched roof covered with grey coloured shingles and decorative wrought iron frames at the front. The windows had shaded glass panes. The main door was made of carved dark brown wood. Close to the entrance was a trellis, which was covered with pale green ivy and purple flowers. There was no fence in the yard. This house had been vacant for a long time. Two weeks ...

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A NEW SUNRISE

Nirmala Nababsing

Submitted to Contest #99

A NEW SUNRISE The view is awe-inspiring. The sky is tinted grey and white with shades of orange, giving it a fiery glow. The silvery soft waves are adorned by a glimmer of the auburn sun light. The sea water gently washes the sand, with a mellifluous sound. The sun is slowly fading, as if it is being absorbed by the ocean, allowing a mantle darkness to cover the ocean. The beach is almost deserted, except for few persons, scattered along the far-reaching stretch of sand. They have been lingering around, to catch a glimpse o...

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THE GOLDEN VIOLIN

Nirmala Nababsing

Submitted to Contest #88

The golden violin In a remote island found in the middle of the ocean, far from other shores, there lived a young prince. His parents the king and queen were getting old and wished that the prince gets prepared to reign over the island. The prince was handsome. He had gentle behaviour, was courteous, kind hearted and compassionate. He won the hearts of every inhabitant of the island, His most enjoyable moments were those he spent in nature, listening to the songs of the birds, streaming of rivers and whispering of leaves. In the ...

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SAVING THE GARDEN CITY

Nirmala Nababsing

Submitted to Contest #85

SAVING THE GARDEN CITY There is a brisk knock at the door. Devi is at her work desk busy surfing on the web. She is a middle aged woman, with slightly greying hair with an austere appearance. She is slender and about five and a half feet tall. She has an unsmiling face and an aloof posture, enough to disconcert anybody. She immediately puts her laptop aside, walks to the hall and opens the door. A young man is standing on her doorstep. He is holding a notebook and has a brown satchel on his shoulders. He look...

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LASTING AFFECTION

Nirmala Nababsing

Submitted to Contest #81

Lasting Affection The scent of flowers permeated the room. Sounds of footsteps, giggles, chatting and guffaws blended with the soft music. Small boys in spotless shirts and jeans and little girls in organza dress were running around. On the table in the centre of the room, a three layered cake stood prominently, with the usual miniature bride and bridegroom figurine at the top. Figures 6 and 0 conspicuously appeared in front of the white and pink adorned with red roses. Rita, a stout middle aged woman elegantly...

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