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Weekly Contest #175
The urn Sometimes life gives you a devastating blow.. It is so sudden, so unexpected that it sends you reeling as if you had been ejected from a merry-go- round. My wife died early one morning from a massive heart attack quite unexpectedly. Over the next few days I walked through a cloud of misery numbed by the tragedy of her death. It was a period of gathering the family, rendering my wife to ashes. I respected her wishes. The local priest and the church's congregation were well represented at the cremation ceremony. My wife was well re...
Weekly Contest #140
A lesson for life I remember. Somewhere deep inside my being I had condemned myself to always remembering the following event. I was shamed, humiliated and marked for life by the sight of a family's eyes glaring at me with such anger like the red hot coals of the blacksmith’s fire. As one gets older the memory tends to fade, it also becomes very selective, but an event that deeply touched your feelings always seems constantly to be present like a drip of water you cannot turn off. Several years ago I worked for a team of photographers that h...
Broken window, broken dream. The moment I switched on the kitchen light I saw the broken window. Just my luck, a robbery to end an evening of re-joying. I had just come in from an office get together to celebrate my company signing a very large order for our internet application. It had been a hard struggle to reach this point. I had created the company one year after receiving my engineering degree from Boston university. Back to my immediate concern. Before I call the police I should spend a few minutes inspecting the apartment to f...
Weekly Contest #96
Strangers, finally an unsuspected friend. In London the weather was depressing, it made me depressed. What I needed was a holiday on the sun drenched coast of the Costa Brava. After trolling the internet for an hour I found a room in a hotel in my price range. Advantage a sea view, disadvantage two separate beds. A late evening flight completed the dream holiday. Being a late flight I was obliged to take a taxi. I was welcomed by a surly, sleepy receptionist who, once I had given my name, he told me in a strident voice. “We have been waiting...
Weekly Contest #95
Discussing facing a dilemma This is a story about a direct question that led to a most interesting revelation. It happened a few years ago one cold winter’s night. I was in our country house sitting in front of the fire in the company of my oldest friend and neighbour, Henri, enjoying a superb calvados. I asked Henri the following question. “Have you ever been faced with a dilemma that might have had serious repercussions on your life?” “Why do you ask?” “Henri, old boy, do you remember I emailed me a story from the local newspaper, aro...
Weekly Contest #94
The dare. It was one of those hot, stifling days in Paris. All the windows in the upper room at the brasserie were open and the background noise of the Paris traffic had a soporific effect on the group listening with difficulty to the lecturer talking about a book that was the flavour of the month in the intellectual circles. The group, numbering sixteen, mostly women, had been gathered under an international book club of a distinguished reputation. Frankly, the book was boring, the group not particularly interesting, and the animator ha...
Weekly Contest #93
That precious moment when I was called a star. It lay there on top of a pile of unattended correspondence pleading for a reply. An invitation to a birthday party to be held on Saturday week. What was both annoying and at the same time intriguing, was that the host’s wife was an old flame that had ditched me two years ago for a gentleman that was not only rich but according to her corresponded more to the profile of the man she would consider marrying. If I remember correctly when she made that declaration to me; the word love was never men...
Weekly Contest #90
The great oak tree It stood there like some beloved guardian overlooking and monitoring the peace and quiet of the fourteenth century village. The oak tree was by all standards magnificent. There was much speculation in the village as to its exact age. The betting was between 300 and 320 years old. Its size represented power, its branches represented strength, but beyond that its foliage left, when the sun shined, a pattern of shadows that beckoned one to lie under its branches and admire its beauty, It stood in the village square and wa...
Weekly Contest #81
Word count 2,668 Drum beat, heartbeat. It would soon be his eighteenth birthday. His parents had promised him a new drum set. He ...
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