Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz (the blue frog) on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!
Last week I was very busy, and I’m afraid I didn’t manage to read all the stories. If I missed yours, I’m sorry – I shall try to do better this week!
PHOTO PROMPT © Yarnspinnerr
Makshirani disembarked from the train. Crowds jostled. The city was very different from home. What would her new life be like?
A young man approached.
“Namaste! I’m Dayasara. Aunt Abhilasha sent me to collect you.”
“Namaste.” Makshirani made the gesture of pranamasana.
“Come. I have a moped.”
Makshirani clung on as Dayasara zigzagged between the heavy traffic. The streets grew narrower, stinking and full of flies.
Dayasara stopped by a dilapidated colonial residence.
“You’re sharing with four girls; I’ll introduce you. Can we meet when you’ve settled in?”
Makshirani looked down modestly.
“Only if Aunt says I may,” she murmured.