Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Theme 12: 2014: Date

From @meticulousBlues: 

Today is the day he left her to marry death. It's been ten years and she doesn't know the reason why, yet she blamed herself. She came out of the abyss, but not before inhabiting hell. Every year the calendar declares the arrival of this day, only to leave her breathless. How a mere date can bring back memories that are hidden under the depths of time, nobody knows.   

From @ghodagaadi: 

He looked at his phone like a hungry child looks at candy stores. The uneasiness in his stomach was only mildly because of the pizza he just devoured.

Anticipation was now killing him.

Was she offended by his question? He had to know.

Just when the phone beeped 'Yes, it's a date :)'

From @kanakkupullai: 

He was riding his bicycle. She was walking alone. When he crossed her he halted. In a flutter, they exchanged notebooks. 

He smiled at her, she smiled but couldn't meet his eye. They stood there, in awkward silence, until he hustled away, gushing in happiness. Love felt ethereal. They would exchange letters, till they married.

From @aalfpaayil: 

“What’s the date today?” he asked. Everybody just went about their business.
“What’s the date?” he asked his wife pleadingly. “I promised to pick Amy up at the airport on 2nd.”
“Your daughter is dead. DEAD, YOU FOOL.  She died in that plane crash.”
 He blinked.
“Hey you,” he called to the servant. “What’s the date today?”

From @sourcasm: 

"What's the date today?"
"30 December"
"What happened?"
"Is there something special about today?"
"No no, nothing. Chuck it"
"Come on, tell me now"
"Just open the door"

Pissed off & unaware about the 200 guests beyond the door Rohan was about to open for her, all of them ready to shout "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAANI SURPRAAAAAAIIIISSSSSEEEE!!!"

From @donbratman: 

It was a date he couldn't wait for. They had decided on an appropriate venue and fixed a proper time. He didn't have a say, but he gladly agreed. He was the happiest man that morning. He kissed the noose before the executioner pulled the lever. A doctor pronounced Bhagat Singh dead, a few minutes later.

From @vidulachakradeo: 

Govind was shaking with anger.  After long he had stood up again, to fight for justice. He thundered “Date pe Date, Date pe Date.” AND! The audience went crazy. They gave ‘tali pe tali, tali pe tali’. After 4 long years, Sunny again got his tareekh with the national award.  

From @MsMecheri: 

Mohammed Rafi gramophone record, the shop owner was puzzled why Arjun bought an outdated item. Arjun took it and walked home slowly. He placed it on the gramophone, turned it on and sat on the easy chair. As “Abhi na jao chhod kar” played, he stared at Shanti’s picture and tears rolled down his cheeks.

From @deescjockey: 

Almost in tears, she slowly pealed away the shiny red dress to put on the hospital gown that the nurse had brought in. You'll be fine, he said, clutching her hand as they rolled her towards the O.T. She wasn't afraid, just sad that her appendix had chosen their first date night to act up.

From @ungaayaa: 

"No, we're poles apart"

"I know. You're cold. I'm hot."

"Bollocks. That's not how it is. I'm cool. You're hot-blooded."

"Aah, Fuck off. We're not meant to be."

"Don't say that. It's heavenly when we unite for that white thing's cause."

That's how, Chutney and Sambaar dated for Idly's cause.

From @vagabondinact: 

A smile flickering on his lips, a spring in his steps, he walked, oblivious to the world around him, lost in his thoughts, of her, her eyes, her lips, of their date the previous night.

His reprieve was broken with screeching sounds of the wheels and a foul mouthed 'Aye Khajoor diktha nahi hain Kya!' .

From @mmrunal: 

Excited as always, he woke up with a zeal. Carefully choosing his attire for the perfect occasion, he came out dressed as a man. He picked the best ?red? roses of town, those having the aroma resembling her fragrance. Sitting next to her grave, he wants to call this a perfect date, but.

From @Byaatri: 

There was a pile of newspapers at his door. His phone had 121 unattended calls. A thin layer of dust had settled on his TV remote. He read through his stack of papers for the last time and filed them. He sipped some hot coffee and tried to remember the date. And then he smiled.

From @kunalbaidmehta: 

The argument was heating up between Sonu and Bhola.

"Mango is the best fruit in the world" said Sonu

"No. Watermelon is the best fruit in the world." argued Bhola

"Let us ask Radhika. She knows better." spoke Sonu

"There is no fruit better than date." said Radhika and walked out of the room casually.

From @ajaw_ : 

“Just tell her, Daddy always loved her!”- his pen dropped, splattering ink all over his white pant! The image of how tender and warm her hands were across those cold steel bars engulfed him. A tear rolled down and fell on the date scribbled across his prison diary. It was time for him to go!

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