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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020
Submitted to Contest #56
I am late. I am so late. My parents will disown me if I miss this. All my cousins will laugh at me till eternity and even after till our next births. It's the funeral of my aunt Tessellate or as we call her Tessie. She was 87. None of us cried when we heard the news we thought she lived long for the drinker she was. We asked her to quit, she denied and said all the doctors that have asked to quit to live a long life have died already. I have to buys flowers for her. “A bunch of white lilies.” “Oh, just in time. It's the last one left. Here...
We often find ourselves in inevitable circumstances. We call it by different names fate, destiny or just plain, simple bad luck. I am in an acquiesce myself now. I haven't quite introduced myself. I am devi. Devi means goddess but today the goddess is being shipped out the temple. I am 27 and for most people that's time when the countdown starts. It's not a story about bombs or terrorists. It's not nice to call my aunt a terrorist. Nevertheless, this is a story of my arranged marriage. In India marriage or rather , a timely marriage is assoc...
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