“Tring, Tring, Tring”
The phone rang incessantly but Shanti feared to take it. The war had started and Rahul was at the border fighting fiercely to keep the enemy at bay. Raj came and took the call. Shanti’s ears strained to hear the conversation. It was her son at the other end.
Little Riya wanted a rosy cheek just like her little doll. She expressed her desire to Di her elder sister by two years. When mom came home she found a smiling Riya show off her rosy cheeks. Di revealed that she had bitten on Riya’s cheek to make them rosy and cute. Mom was aghast.
The bus suddenly picked up speed and swerved. Naina tried hard to keep steady but her legs failed her. Suddenly she dug her teeth deep into Deepa’s back. Deepa looked back with fiery eyes only to be greeted by a sheepish grin. Deepa’s anger melted and gave way to a lovely smile.
This post was written based on prompt provided by GBE2 for WEEK #127 (10-20-13 to 10-26-13) wherein we were required to write 3 five sentence nano – fiction stories.