Ola Hotchpotch

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2019

Stories (9)

9 Stories

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“The Morning Saga” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #95

As far as I am concerned,Indian summers have only one speciality- mangoes🍋. When summers come and I feel the uncomfortable perspiration trickling down my body,I think of luscious mangoes.Another glory of summers for me is the bell ( wood apple) tree in our garden. The ripe bell fruits are not only delicious to eat but also beneficial. The Bell tree bears fruit twice in a year so I can't call it a summer speciality.Once upon a time in a not so far pastour garden had lots of fragrant , little white jasmine flowering plants. These flowers have ...

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“ Of magic, music and mood” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #61

Introduction:- Childhood is the most magical period of a person's life . This story is a trip down memory lane into my childhood. I would like to add here that there is difference between imagination and telling lies." when God sends his children to earth he makes sure they don't have to live alone. He arranges for every child to have parents, family and friends. " My grandma used to say that. She was a simple person and I was only seven years old then. I wouldn't have understood the complexities of life . Why some children loose their paren...

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“Alone she came” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #59

Momo is a strange name. But when my mother said she was eating momos when her labour pain started and I looked like a crumpled bundle wrapped in an old cotton saree when she first saw me and the name came to her instinctively, I forgave her for giving me a name like that.When I completed my degree and started looking for a job, I decided not to be choosy about the place I would start.As a young girl, raised in a congested big city full of pollution and noise, I wanted to be in a place where the air and the water would be clean,I could see th...

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“The silver lining” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #40

Aurora was paralysed. Her once beautiful , healthy body had become useless. It was only a year before she had been a bubbly, healthy girl preparing for her swimming championship.Her swimming instructor was all praise for her."Aurora is dedicated and disciplined." She told Aurora's mother.Aurora practiced for long hours. Backward stroke, forward stroke, butterfly stroke, underwater breathing, underwater seeing, floating, she practiced again and again.Aurora loved the water. She loved to swim. She loved the feel of caressing water between her ...

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“A tale but true” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #32

Many children loose their parents in childhood. Sometimes due to death of a parent or divorce and separation between them. I must have been a little more than six years old. I can still recall the day, the shock, sorrow and the loneliness that followed from that day.*********When I came home from school in the afternoon I found the front door locked. It was not unusual. Maa did that quite often. She would go to buy either vegetables and other stuff or go to watch movie. My Uncle's house was in the same locality. I used to go there and eat lu...

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“Mindiacid the playacting” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #30

They say scientists have found out ways to teleport things within 10 feet. Particles are discrete packets of energy with wave like properties as studied under quantum physics and matter is 'stuff' of universe consisting of protons and electrons with wave like behaviour?I don't know much about these things but I know what I feel. My story starts in somewhat a movie- like opening which is actually the backdrop of the real thing. It looked like a perfect house surrounded on all sides by tall eucalyptus trees spreading a fresh smell all around....

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“Potato syndrome” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #29

It was not easy for my elder brother to provide for all of us. We were seven sisters and two brothers. Having lost our father in India and Pakistan partition riots we shifted to west bengal. My mother, aunt, grandmother all were dependant on our elder brother's megre income. He was just high school pass and had got an ordinary government job . All our relatives and neighbours said we sisters were exceptionally beautiful with slender figure, sharp features and fair skin. In our Indian culture most people desire a fair skined, slim and a beaut...

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“Excerpts from memoires of prized lamb” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #27

The causes of even the smallest event are virtually infinite and connected with the whole in incomprehensible ways. if you wanted to trace back the cause of the event you would have to go back all the way to AN ORDER and this is not an order the human mind can easily comprehend, though it may glimpse it sometimes. It is higher ORDERS. When we don't interfere with nature and let things be, we see life everywhere. Then the voices of silence come and you glimpse that higher order. In an Itopian place nothing can go wrong. It is a perfect place,...

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“A struggle for survival ” by Ola Hotchpotch

Submitted to Contest #26

The girl's voice, haunting and mellifluous, reverberated in the hall of the club restaurant where she was performing as a guest artist for a charity function. She strummed the guitar in her hand creating magic with its strings. The charity function was arranged by Mr. Lords the chairperson of the charity club. The audience mostly comprised of members of the club who were distinguished who and who. Luckia, as she was called, was a singer in a local five star hotel.She sang popular old numbers at the request of the guests and patrons of the ho...

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