1ST 55 Fiction

55 Fiction is a form of micro-fiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words.

This is my first try to write this micro-fiction.
CHANGE
"You are quiet and tired. What are you up to?"He asked. She has no way out.He knew! "Following you."She confessed. Knowing silence followed..."I don't like you following, making contact with that beautiful girl."
"Why?" He asked making her speechless. "You have changed! From friend to lover.."
Oh..Has she?Changed?!

Comments

Siddhesh Kabe said…
oh...quite a normal conversation...welcome to the fiction-55 club btw...;)
August 15, 2009 at 10:36 PM
Naina said…
very well attempted there.. :D
August 16, 2009 at 12:13 AM
Melissa said…
Wow, that speaks volumes! Since I can't read Marathi, I was hoping that you would post some writings in English here! Hope to read more 55 fiction from you!
August 16, 2009 at 12:37 AM
Indian Pundit said…
Good one.

Just like Sid said, welcome to 55 fiction club.

Cheers
August 16, 2009 at 8:40 AM
pawan said…
A first touch with 55 fiction!
Good attempt there, looking for the future versions!
August 16, 2009 at 7:14 PM
Prashansa said…
Thanks everyone...You all are very encouraging!
Welcome Melissa to"A Simple Story"! I will try and write more in English...Writing Marathi with english keyboard is turning out to be very hard anyway!!
August 17, 2009 at 12:20 AM
Luiz Santilli Jr said…
Interesting and different this flowers!
Thanks for posting for TODAY'S FLOWERS!
Luiz
August 18, 2009 at 5:12 AM
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