Sticky wicket

Trifextra: Week Sixty-One

Weekend made more fun with Trifecta asking us to give us exactly 33 words ,including an idiom within:-)So after trying out a few,I came up with something.Obviously being  me,I could not restrict myself to only one idiom-had to feast on a few-so here goes,enjoy 😉




Sticky wicket




Miss,we found the loot & the body,both  in your garage.




Care to explain?




Come on,am all ears.




What?Cat got your tongue?




Officers,I will sing like a canary but remember curiosity killed the cat!








The Phone call

Trifecta: Week Seventy


On to the weekly prompt. This week’s word is lucky.

LUCKY (adjective)

1: having good luck
2: happening by chance : fortuitous
3: producing or resulting in good by chance : favorable

Please remember: 

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words. 
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post. 
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response. 
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above. 
  • Only one entry per writer. 
  • If your post doesn’t meet our requirements, please leave your link in the comments section, not in the linkz. 
  • Trifecta is open to everyone. Please join us. 

Ah,now only if I could get some “lucky” idea-sigh!Never mind,at least I manged to get a piece written ,lucky in that 😉




The Phone call


It all started with a phone call.


“Hello”,said a pleasant baritone.


“Good morning.Golden Blooms”


“Jake Plumbaum,calling from Manor House.”


Ooh,a call from Manor house & from the tycoon himself! My lucky day,thought Gloria,super excited.


 “A pleasure to be of service,”Gloria added a respectful “Sir”,as an after thought.


 Manor House needed 2 dozen long stemmed red roses,with an additional  two dozen pink tea roses,to be delivered the next morning promptly at 7.



Next morning,it so happened that her delivery boy failed to turn up,so she drove the van out herself to the Manor house.Her beautiful pink summer frock ,teamed  with white peep toes & a sun hat,made her look much younger than 23.


As  she  was coming down the steps,looking gleefully at the handsome cheque in her hand,she failed to notice the young man,looking dapper in his white polo neck tee shirt,creased white trousers, white tennis shoes,a cap set at a rakish angle, rushing up the stairs,& they collided  with each other.


This unorthodox meeting,broke the ice & orders from the Manor House became a regular feature.


Soon,Jake started visiting the shop on some pretext or the other & before she knew it,they  were dating


.It was like  a fairy tale.Their love story became the talk of the town & Gloria thought she was one lucky girl.Jake however argued that he was the lucky one!


And here she was,standing in her unusual red wedding gown.Jake said that it highlighted her auburn hair.


She could not wait to say ,”I do!”


The phone rang.


“Hello,may I speak to Miss Gloria please?”




“I am Doctor Sigmour,calling from Manor House.Am sorry but there has been a terrible accident & am afraid Jake will not make it.He wants you to take care of the flowers for his funeral.Hello…hello.. Miss Gloria?”


Gloria flung the telephone across the room  as if it was a poisonous snake!


What irony!They had both believed that each was lucky & now neither was!




Trifextra: Week Sixty

This weekend,Trifecta has this to say-

This weekend, we are revisiting a prompt we’ve done before.  We are giving you three words and asking that you add another 33 to them to make a complete 36-word response.  You may use the words in any order you choose.

Our three words are:


Now you give us yours.

This weekend’s challenge is community-judged.

Parched soul,

cracks eclipse

shriveling ,drooping brown tips.

Impending doom everywhere

Cloudy skies dream!

A sign of rebellion.

Finally,down comes moisture

holding hearts in thrall…


Memories are strange-

Rain does not remember

What Drought cannot forget.


(36 words)





Snake in the grass

Trifecta: Week Sixty-Nine

Time to don the thinking cap again & guess what word prompt Trifecta has come up this week?Hmm..

1: to contaminate with a disease-producing substance or agent (as bacteria)
2a : to communicate a pathogen or a disease to
  b : of a pathogenic organism : to invade (an individual or organ) usually by penetration
  c : of a computer virus : to become transmitted and copied to (as a computer)
3a : contaminate, corrupt <the inflated writing that infects such stories>  
  b : to work upon or seize upon so as to induce sympathy, belief, or support <trying to infect their salespeople with their enthusiasm>

This week’s challenge is community-judged.


This week,I decided to try two new things-one ,keep it much  shorter than my usual 333 weekly fare & the second?Hope I have been successful in my “obvious” new effort:-)



Snake in the grass


The Demon walks among us

Heartless, with no nationality, no religion, no allegiance

Espousing only violence.


The mask that he wears disguises

Educated, ordinary or elegantly urbane.

Religious fanatic? Not easy to guess

Reason fails in face of such ugliness.

Offering no solace to the victims of innocence

Riding the crest of  chaos & fear, created

Intending to infect susceptible minds with twisted ideals

Shackles of false ideology chain & stain his core

Tumultuary trucidation, his way of keeping score.





Trifextra: Week Fifty-Nine

Whew!The week has just flown by & its already time for Triextra. This is what is required of us this weekend-

This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 words inspired by the following photo.

Jeux de miroir @Bordeaux

Photo credit: Bérenger ZYLA / / CC BY-NC-ND

This is what I came up with,hope it is not too bad:-)





foggy morning

misty memories form,



heritage site?


raindrops on the soul.

Companions –


Mirrored meetings

standing still,

holding hands







In parting-

Nothing told.


When he came calling..

Trifecta: Week Sixty-Eight

On to the weekly prompt.

TIME (noun)

1a : the measured or measurable period during which an action, process, or condition exists or continues : duration
 b : a nonspatial continuum that is measured in terms of events which succeed one another from past through present to future
 c : leisure <time for reading>
2: the point or period when something occurs : occasion
3a : an appointed, fixed, or customary moment or hour for something to happen, begin, or end <arrived ahead of time>
b : an opportune or suitable moment <decided it was time to retire> —often used in the phrase about time <about time for a change>

Please remember: 

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words. 
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post. 
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response. 
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above. 
  • Only one entry per writer. 


It has been a hectic week till now & going to be so till next weekend,but I could not do without my Trifecta “fix” 😛 So,before the bell tolled,& time ran out,here I am with my submission.






When he came calling..


He watched them from the shadowy hallway.


The family was at Dinner.Annie the old Housekeeper was bustling around.

Roger,the trusted Butler was supervising the footmen in his usual,calm manner. 

At the head of the table,sat Christopher,the monarch, sans the regal robes, sceptre and the crown.He smirked at the  thought.Christopher had started small but now at 58, he ran the multi-million dollar business with the ease & panache of one born to it.


On his right,sat his beautiful & equally regal consort, Lila.Her smile was  sparkling yet, as hard as a 24 carat diamond.She looked not a day over 40,but was actually 52.Few knew about her humble beginnings but most remembered her rise to stardom at just 20 & her subsequent marriage at 22, to young Christopher,a Harvard graduate .


In front of her sat their  daughter,the sweet & adorable,Gwen,all of twenty three.Her beauty shone like the Sun,dazzling everyone.

Next to her,sat her brother Nicolas,twenty nine.His stern demeanour & obsession with discipline ,belied his youth.He was the serious one in the family,with a Wharton degree under his belt.

Lila was flanked by her aunt Gracie on her right,a sixty something,bubbly & spirited woman who delighted everyone with her incessant banter.


Gracie  was chatting animatedly to Prudence,the elder daughter of the house.Prudence was 25 and had  both  brains & beauty.


On the seventh chair sprawled Damon,26, the darling of the family. Aided by his innocent good looks , he oozed charm .He never failed to be amused at his family’s efforts to get him to be serious.


A  picture perfect family!


Well,it is time to prick their bubble,he reflected.He had  the  goods on each of them & not one was  clean!


Wait till I start turning the pages of their history-what a read that would be!


Let me start with the head, he told himself, chuckling inwardly, as he stepped into the Dining Hall.


Won’t they be surprised to know that this family has another heir in waiting!





Trifextra: Week Fifty-Eight

It’s weekend & Trifecta has come up with a real tough cookie this time-at least for me.This is what they have to say about the weekend challenge-

The word lithium comes from the Greek word lithos, which means stone  (  This weekend, we want you to give us a thirty-three response using the word stone as one of your thirty-three words.  You can use any definition of the word that you’d like, but we are specifically looking for serious, well-conceived entries.

Serious & well conceived?Oh,oh,am in deep trouble.Well,have no option but to take the plunge-maybe the stone I pick up will turn out to be a pearl?If not I can at least throw it at someone I dislike,ha!ha!Here comes my submission.




She sat unmoving,

Tears unshed,

The grief she felt

Left unexpressed.

Life unbearable

No turning back,

Pieces of her heart

Broken apart.

Future imperfect,a frigid zone

Forever her heart was etched in stone.



How does your garden grow

Trifecta: Week Sixty-Seven

This week’s one-word prompt is-

JUGGLE (transitive verb)
1a : to practice deceit or trickery on : beguile
  b : to manipulate or rearrange especially in order to achieve a desired end
2a : to toss in the manner of a juggler
  b : to hold or balance precariously
3: to handle or deal with usually several things (as obligations) at one time so as to satisfy often competing requirements <juggle the responsibilities of family life and full-time job — Jane S. Gould>


For this week’s prompt,this is what I came up with.(Kymm is going to have my head,lol)


How does your garden grow


Alicia really loved George,her husband-she truly did.


So,she cooked,she cleaned,she kept house,worked at a full time job,took care of their 5 kids-all from his two previous marriages.She took his dogs out for a walk or to the vet.His three Persian & two Siamese cats were her responsibility too.


George was a charmer with expensive tastes & a roving eye.He also loved all things herbal which was good as Alicia loved gardening & grew her own herbs.


However, this apparently had no effect on Alicia & she went on loving him-for 15 long years.


All this started changing the day George came home & declared that they were going to have to juggle their schedule & finances some more,as he had just quit his job.


They?Had he forgotten that  most of his time & money was spent on himself,thought Alicia.For the first time in their marriage,she felt something akin to anger.


As days whizzed by,Alicia realized that she did not want to juggle her life around someone else’s whims & fancies.Knowing George,she knew if she filed for Divorce she would not get anything,just like his ex –wives.


She loved the house & her beautiful garden.She won’t give them up!


Her mind started to juggle with the possibilities.Soon she knew what she had to do.


Two weeks later,her husband’s car was found by the Police in the parking lot of a Bar.His half-naked body was in the back seat. Their investigation  revealed that her husband had last been seen with a tall,buxom woman who had red hair & green eyes.They explained that the medical report said that her husband had died of a heart attack while attempting to get amorous.


Ten days later,the insurance  Officer came to “her” house to hand over the cheque for 50,000$,commiserating her on her loss.She looks so frail,he thought,looking at her thin frame,those brown eyes & limp black hair.


No one noticed the beautiful foxgloves growing in her pretty garden.





Oh no!

Trifextra: Week Fifty-Seven

Weekend is here & its time for 33 words of Trifextra fun.See for yourself what the challenge is about  ( & it is community judged,once again:-)

For the weekend challenge we’re asking for exactly thirty-three words written in first person narrative.


So,here is my submission,hope you will like it:-)



Oh no!

A chill ran down my spine.Lying curled up,I shivered.Was that a shadow entering the alleyway?I moaned.Where is the Police?The power went off ..& I cursed!

Wonder what happened in the movie next?