Ginger

Friday Fictioneers

I am late-very late-again! The jamboree at FF with our awesome hostess Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, took off  5 days back .Over 100 writers joined the fun and submitted their 100 word stories in response to the weekly photo prompt.The photo prompt below was provided by none other than my very talented friend Bjorn Rudberg. Thanks Bjorn for really stumping me  for two days and then with the mercury climbing  higher,I almost “melted” 🙂 Finally,today the weather  being slightly better,I decided to post the story.My 100 words follow the photo prompt below.

For participating or reading other entries in this writing challenge,click on the url http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/friday-fictioneers-2/

 

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Copyright – Björn Rudberg

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Ginger

Ginger’s orange coat shimmered as she climbed the wall.

 A loud burst of music startled her.

The neighbours were at it again-what did they call it? Jam session!

It was not that she did not like music but they needed to take lessons from her boyfriend.

Ah, when Tom serenades her even his friends can’t resist joining-the flirtatious rogues!

She did not socialize readily but tonight the delicious smell wafting over warranted a visit.

Nobody noticed her as she made her way to the dining table till someone cried out, “What a cute cat!”

Meow! So much for dinner…

 

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Changing times

Friday Fictioneers

It is that time of the week again when as many as  100 odd writers around the globe perk up when they see Rochelle Wisoff-Fields post the picture prompt ,over at her blog.Then they pick up their pens and foray into the world of fiction to spin out a 100 word or so of fiction.

This week Rochelle has chosen a picture by Bjorn Rudberg,who is not only a versatile writer but also a wonderful friend:-)Now writing a 100 word fiction on this picture  seemed too tough for the likes of me,so I am submitting a kind of a snippet.Hope it won’t be too disappointing.

Copyright - Björn Rudberg

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Here are my 100 words:-)

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Changing times

 

The valley used to be a hot favourite with tourists.

Locals prospered.

But then terrorists took over and chaos reigned.

 People began to flee.

Only a few families stayed back.

Mallik’s family was one of them.

Now 25 years later, things were limping back to some kind of normalcy.

Mallik sighed and told his wife. “Bring the samovar out my dear. I see some tourists. Hot “kahwa” and dry fruits may interest them.”

“I really hope they hire you as a guide. We need the money,” she replied.

 They looked hopefully at the tourists trekking up towards them.

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(Note:Kahwah (Urdu: قہوہ‎, also transliterated qehwakehwa or kahwa) is a traditional green tea preparation consumed in Afghanistan, northern Pakistan, some regions of Central Asia as well as the Kashmir Valley.The tea is made by boiling green tea leaves with saffron strands, cinnamon bark, cardamom pods and occasionally Kashmiri roses to add a great aroma. Generally, it is served with sugar orhoney and crushed nuts, usually almonds or walnuts.Traditionally, kahwah is prepared in a brass kettle known as a samovar. A samovar consists of a “fire-container” running as a central cavity, in which live coals are placed keeping the tea perpetually hot. Around the fire-container there is a space for water to boil and the tea leaves and other ingredients are mixed with the water.)

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