She stood there, motionless, shoulders hunched.
Making quiet sniffing sounds.
The mother watched, worried. She could not recall another time like this.
As her daughter slowly turned, tears streaming down her face, she saw the knife in her hand.
Panicking, the mother reached out.
Then she noticed the bowl of cut onions on the table.
This 55 fiction format story is written by Vidya Sury.
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LOL
.. I thought about some brutal killing or something gory! In the end its a Masala mix
It was really good
Ha ha! Good one!!
Didnt anticipate the reason to be Onions!!
Welcome Vidya. I hope you will bring a new flavour to Ginger Chai. Infact, I already see that. And I hope you will be good competition to LR and “The” Mani Padma.
@vidya. Well pramathesh is right in that it certainly has a different flavour but @ pramathesh. We dont compete in a family,only compliment each other and gingerchai is one big family. Right Rajan? And whats with the leg pulling kiddo? Hamare ilaake mein hum sei panga? Maara jayega!
Bhaaiyyo me bhi competition hota hai. Of course, now you have to compete with your sister Vidya.
HAHA..
Good one!
ROFL. A very good light 55 F. I did not anticipate onions
Excellent twist.
Keep up the good work
Cheers!!