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Weekly Contest #89
Caleb grinned. He was happy to enter the promised land. He went to Hebron to claim it for himself and his family. 80 years old, he was still strong enough to go to war. How did the past forty years go pass? he wondered as his mind went back into the past... He and Joshua, Simon, and the others were in the prime of their youth. They felt so proud to be selected by Moses to represent their tribes. Caleb knew Joshua as the junior aide of Moses, who was also serious about his faith in Yahweh. But Simon and the others, he just had a nodding acqu...
Weekly Contest #88
She smiled. She did a lot of it as she talked. She was always talking thirteen to the dozen and most of what she said was not true. Not that she cared anyway. She excelled in creating lies so realistically that no one suspected her of lying. Amara was her name, so she claimed. (Now I wonder whether it is her real name!) She was always up and about, gleefully trying to make people happy with her corrosive stand-up comedy acts. She maligned others freely, but she said, it was all, to raise a laugh. And laughs she did raise. She lived to rais...
Weekly Contest #87
Soon, the day will arrive, it is thought by some to be a holiday for atheists. Many just play pranks and have a big laugh. Let me recall my escapades of All Fool's Day in the past. I am a gullible girl, and all my friends capitalize on it. One of these years as a student I was focusing on my studies. Our Final exams were due sometime in late April. I got a message from Clara, my friend, and my classmate. "Dear Sheba! Did you hear about the special exam course orientation we have today? Be sure you attend it. It is at 11 am in lecture galle...
Weekly Contest #84
Robert was flabbergasted. He opened the envelope and found a sheet of paper in it. Quickly unfolding it, he read it. "Dear Robbie!", it read, " I am your Uncle Joe. I chose to write this letter to you on paper with a pen so that you can keep it and read it again and again I am writing to tell you of the world that was, and perhaps will be too, later on as you come out. I am so sorry that you had to be confined to the bunker existence, all these years…." "What does he mean bunker existence?" wondered Robert as he read further. "Due to the ...
Weekly Contest #65
"Hey, Tom!" hailed Billy, " How you doing?" "Hungry and cold. Br." said the other man. Both were two homeless men walking in the street. "Today is All Soul's Day, Billy. Shall we go down to the cemetery and see if folks have left anything on the graves? Anything we can use?" "It is so far gone into the night. Do you think we can make it and stay the night in that place?" "We will try it, Billy. Is there any harm?" "The ghosts will get to us and squeeze the life out of us. Aren't you scared of them?" "I am more scared of the cold and th...
Weekly Contest #64
"Anne! you have to go to boarding school from this fall!" the stentorian voice of Father echoed down to her. She was near tears. But she had to control herself, as it won't do to cry in front of Father. Unfortunately, her dear mother had died of consumption a few months ago. Anne was in the care of a young woman, her governess, Miss McGuire. But as her father decided not to have the governess with him in the house now, he was to send Anne to a boarding school. Now she had now one else to console her, as her mother used to do. So the little...
Weekly Contest #63
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I walked right to the corner in the courtyard of my neighbour Carlos. He was standing close to the collection he had made of the dry leaves. He had set fire to them and was warming himself at that fire. It was a chilly evening. I too stepped close to him and said, "Hi Carlos! Nice fire!" "Yeah it is Bro. How's you?" "I am well, Carlos. How are your kids doing?" "All well, Andrew. They are struggling a bit with their schoolwork, though. Can you help?" I was teaching at a school and h...
Weekly Contest #62
As I walked into the office, it looked spick and span and modern. I didn't know what to expect. I had searched the net for many days to get the address of this place. The receptionist, a brunette looking all of her thirty-odd years, greeted me. "Welcome to SFD office Madam, can I help you?" "Thank you, I am Mrs Silverking. I had called earlier you gave me an appointment to see Mr Salvatore." I said. "Please take a seat, Madam. I will confirm your appointment and send you to him." I sat down thankfully. Feeling tired, frequently was a sympt...
Weekly Contest #59
Ann and Zach had just moved into a small town. Both of them, young upwardly mobile professionals, had to take this relocation in its stride. They could not get better jobs elsewhere. It seemed to be a little town set amid nowhere and they felt they can make friends and live there at least for a few years before they move on. So they came. They arrived one clear morning and checked into the only motel of the town. At the reception, as they wanted to check in for a day or two, they encountered Natasha. She asked them for the usual documents a...
Weekly Contest #58
Raymond wanted very much to know the contents of the latest will of his uncle, Bradshaw. He had heard that the old man had changed his will yesterday. But still thought, “However changed it might be, I will still get a major chunk of his property. I am his nearest blood relative” he sought to reassure himself. But he had a problem. His debts were mounting so much every day. He didn’t know what to do. He had banked upon getting an enormous sum from his uncle. Now, this uncertainty gnawed at him. " How can I make sure of this old codger’s wil...
Weekly Contest #57
Bradshaw pondered. He was a cantankerous old man living alone. Reputed to have millions stashed away, somewhere. Childless and a widower for over two decades, he had a nephew, Raymond. He was the son of his sister. This young man Bradshaw tolerated, in memory of his sister. Everyone expected the old man to leave his all to this young man. Unfortunately, illness had been dogging him for the past three years. His long-serving doctor, Hastings, asked him to get a nurse to look after him. He recommended one young lady called Abigail for the pos...
Weekly Contest #56
Sam had been busy getting adjusted to his new environs. He had moved to a new island-country for a two-year stint on an overseas assignment. Through the week he was busy with his work. He was also working out details of his accommodation. It was his first weekend here. He had no friends outside of his workmates. This was his first time outside his country, and he took his time to get accustomed. On Saturday, he rested well. Getting up, he made a cup of coffee for himself. He enjoyed the coffee and then went for a walk. “Where is the nearest...
"Can you keep a secret?" she asked in a whisper as they walked along. They were going back from the hospital, having finished their shift of duties. Carla was a nurse in the Operation Theatre and Daniel, a resident in the Surgery Department. As they were often thrown together in the Operating Theatre, they had become friends. The few free weekends they got, they used to go dating. They were not serious yet. But had something going on between them. Daniel was a little anxious. "Secret, Carla?" he said, "What about?" Carla paused. As they con...
Weekly Contest #49
John was pacing the floor. Young and handsome, he was looking dishevelled and dull. Something was troubling him. He was one who hated to wait. For anything or anyone. But now he was forced to. Wait. Wait. He just couldn’t sit down in peace. He continued to pace the floor for some more time. He was close to a breakdown. Finally, he fished out his mobile. Called his friend Luke. “Luke, are you free? I would like us to meet. Can you make it? We will meet at the Starbucks near your house. In fifteen, I will be there.” Smiling to himself, John r...
Weekly Contest #48
Travelling was a necessary evil. “How I wish I didn’t have to do so much of it?” thought Yosam, as he set out on his donkey for yet another business trip to Jerusalem. It was a circuit he did regularly, to safeguard his interests in Jerusalem and in Judea. He made sure he had supplies to last the long journey and stuffed some wine and oil too, into his carry bags, just in case. He had ensured he had taken enough money and a little more for this journey. The menace of highwaymen continued, so he packed a stout stick to ward off such marauders...
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