Sreedevi Mahapatra

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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40 Stories

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“The Tamrind Tree Betrayal ” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #55

Once upon time there lived a king. A very handsome king indeed but unfortunately had donkey ears , long curled like a leaf . Always he covered his head and ears with a big turban. No one knew the secret except the royal barber. The barber was sufficiently  warned never to open his mouth or stand to lose his head.  The Poor barber was restless day and night. One day he told Mrs.barber that he had a secret but was not suppose to share with any one. Mrs.barber gave an indifferent glance and advised him to share w...

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“From A Squab to Confident Dove” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #54

"Bindiya , Bindiya ! My little angel wake up! wake up!”Eyes still closed, savoring the sweet voice of her grandma, a peaceful smile appeared on Bindiya’s face but suddenly the melodious voice changed to a jarring sound of a bell ringing. With a start she woke up in an unfamiliar place with at least half a dozen faces looking at her curiously. Bindiya realized that she was in a hostel room of a famous residential school in the district.  She remembered how everyone in her village was happy to see the first child to get selected in...

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“The Rainbow Popsicle” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #53

“Aaaaa, oooh,plop” melting down, fell the rainbow colour Popsicle straight on the sand and all that remained was the empty stick like a leafless autumn tree. Huge tears fell from Rinky's eyes like drops of rain falling on hot sand only to evaporate. She saw the rest of the Popsicle slowly melting down and the rainbow colours making designs on the sand like abstract painting and losing their identity in the brown earth. “ please add the red, orange , green, ..... I want all the colours on my ice candy” how she had instructed the Popsic...

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“Cryptic Crime” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #52

Managing the umbrella in one hand , a shopping bag on the other hand, the backpack clinging like a baby , Sachi felt a like a juggler in the circus. The merciless rain was beating in the opposite direction almost drenching her. She desperately looked for a taxi to escape the inclement weather and wanted to be in her cozy flat.  It was Friday evening and for weekend she had to buy the groceries since she was not sure when she would get her chance to go out. The metro logy report had predicted rain for the next three days. The emp...

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“The Flamingo Legs” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #51

“Clink clank “, the sound of the metallic shovel hitting the mounds of coal was the familiar sound with which Kabir grew up. After his father, who died of his excess love for spirits, Kabir took up this job of loading coal in the train carriages. The job provided him both money, and shelter in the railway yard. Kabir took up the work when he was barely eleven and never realized how eight years passed. A young man now, strong muscular body and dark skin almost camouflaged in the backdrop of heaps of coal everywhere.  Only, once a mont...

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“The Nervous Banyan tree” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #50

Thabir was nervous like a little mouse hiding behind the cupboard to escape at the first opportunity of the prying eyes. Thabir’s problem was that he was asked by his teacher to meet him in the staff room during tea break. “What did I do now? Only last week I was spanked for breaking three pencils of the skinny pencil thin fellow Phanish. Well ! it was not my fault. He called me names, teased me for stammering in the class and all others joined him. And now what! Is the revenge not over yet”, thought poor Thabir, an orphan taken care by his ...

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“Waiting on a rainy day” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #49

“Ouch , the same mistake again!” I am really dumb. Once again I am trapped in this little cage like room . How do I get out? Now I am on their mercy. I have to wait wait wait... I am glad that at least I can see through the scene around me through the mesh walls or else life would have been more miserable. Of course this is happening the third time. Twice I was lucky. The old lady took pity on me and let me go but now I can’t see her. Last time I heard talking to her son that she would like to visit her old friends and enjoy the ...

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“THE GHOST WHO WALKS” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #48

“Grand pa please ask your friend to give me some money”, dragging the 60 year old man , Kanak moved towards the ‘Puja room’ a place where array of picture of deities fixed in ornate frames decorated the wall. Lord krishna, Lord Rama, the powerful Hanuman... and many more with different names and powers. But for Kanak the only person with super powers,  was her grandfather. Grand pa had told her as well as showed her how he could bring out crisp currency notes from his empty shirt pocket . This was a littl...

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“Blind Destiny” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #47

Cuddled and hugged tight, you could feel the soft breath on your cheeks. The sheets half covering you both. You are enjoying this moment. You wish you could tell her how grateful you are by trying to rewind the  incidence of your life so as to not be left with any regret. “A beautiful rainbow color frock,sparkling blue eyes, a pink hair band, neat white sandals and a slight pout in the lips and red cheeks, you are ready my dear Mini” the worker in the doll factory looked satisfied and felt proud. You look so cute surely any mothe...

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“The Avian Misunderstanding ” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #45

Far away from the city , there was a garden with varieties of trees. The garden was named as ‘Pakhi Van’(which means bird forest) since it was home for a variety of birds. Every bird had a specific tree to nest and stay. There was a sedge of cranes, a parliament of owls, a flutter of sparrows, and a murder of crows and also other birds like bee eaters, grey pigeons and of course a few peacocks. The cranes nested on a huge old peepal tree, on the banyan tree lived the crows, the owls ho...

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