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Sachi B

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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Makeover

Submitted to Contest #145

“I want to become a model.” “You want to become a model?” “Yes.” “Do you own a mirror?” “Yes…” “Have you ever used it?” A miffed look. “What? I’m being practical.” “I look great, George.” “Sure. If you say so.” A deep sigh. “Well, what should I do?” “Don’t look like you do. You won’t be able to get anywhere the way you look right now. You must understand, Kiran, that in this industry, hard work is not the key to success. Looks are. You need a makeover. Take your specs off.” “Maybe I should. I wouldn’t be able to see...

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"Not a bad Valentine's Day, at all..."

“Chocolate, chocolate everywhere but not one to spare.”, hummed Husna. She lugged a large cardboard box across the shop and started arranging the KitKats neatly on the shelf behind her. “It’s Valentine’s Day. What do you expect?”, said her elder brother, Faiz, as he peered at the computer, trying to figure out how his accounts had managed to go haywire when he had set them straight just last night. “Yes, I know. But can I just have one of them?” “No. If there are any left at the end of the day, then you can have them.” Husna scowled ...

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Sea Change

Author's note: I started writing this story for a previous prompt but wasn't able to get it done in time. I finally got it done and wanted to put it up even though it doesn't really fit this prompt, so here it is anyway :) ***Ritu woke up to the sight of clouds gathering rapidly in the sky. She sighed, flipped over, and went back to sleep as the wind started to howl. No tourist was going to want to go scuba diving when it was raining. And it wasn’t allowed either.Ritu disag...

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Pierced!

Submitted to Contest #94

Karan sighed and looked at himself in the mirror. He thought that after spending endless nights worrying about whether or not he would have a beard, he could finally venture to accept that ‘hope’ was a thing to be believed in. For, finally, he could make out that there were exactly three tiny hairs sprouting, albeit reluctantly, on his rather sharp chin. He stroked them proudly and felt quite important. But then he sighed again. He did want it with all his heart…but how could he ask for it? It wasn’t wrong, it wasn’t disgraceful, and it ce...

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He wanted to fly

Submitted to Contest #90

He hopped down from his perch and pecked at the pomegranate seeds. The blood-red, ruby-like seeds had spilled out onto the floor of his cage. They lay glistening in the sun. As he pecked at the one nearest him, the juice splattered, staining the cold, strong metal lock that hung on the door of the cage. His dark beady eyes followed a single drop of the red juice, as it slid down the lock. He turned his sooty black head away and continued pecking at the seeds. The cage was a big, spacious one. Sunlight streamed in and his sleek, azure fe...

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The Misfortunes of a Non-Prankster

Submitted to Contest #87

Keshav disliked pranks. Actually, he quite hated them. He was often quoted as saying, “Why prank someone? It causes so much inconvenience. To them, of course… but more importantly, to your own conscience!”. It pained him, you know, to see people being treated unkindly, to see his fellow humans being evilly subjected to torture, under the guise of a ‘harmless’ prank. His heart went out to them, and his conscience ached even if he simply witnessed a prank being planned. His friends would just shake their heads sadly, while wondering how t...

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