Theme 61 - Gossip

From @Abhiandnow:

“I finally killed her.”

“Why?”

“I heard that she was eyeing my boyfriend.”

“Did she?”

“Yes, I heard few of her friends gossiping.”

“What a bitch.”

“I never liked her. I don’t even like her friends as well.”

“Hey, even I was her friend.”

“Why do you think I called you to this deserted place?”

From @gauravjagwani: The word spread. Everyone in the village gathered for the spectacle. But, it didn’t happen. The following day, the same process was seen. The word spread. The people gathered. Once again, it didn’t happen. There was this rumour that something known as the telephone was to be launched. When it did launch, everyone was engaged.

From @Realfartshady: 

Kevin "chatterbox" Greer struggled in cuffs. "Let me go, please! I swear to god I didn’t say anything to anyone!"

"Plead it to the sharks, good man!” said his kidnappers muscling him off the hunch.

Chatterbox submerged.

As the cold water clogged his lungs, he started to qualm his parent's choice of pet name.

From @teejavus: 

Whispers. She smiles. Points at Meera. "That's what she said."

She had done this before. She twisted the truth into rumour. Even before the rumour mills began churning; she had narrowed down to her next victim.

The social experiment she began, was just a ruse. This was her way to appease the gossip-monger in her.

From @roshd: Rumour has it that I’m gonna take you away from him. Your family and friends hate me. Expect him to cry, grovel and emotionally blackmail you. Things will get rough. Be strong. Remain focused. Think of how I make you feel.  Remember gossip about me is generally unfounded. And I don’t wanna hurt you. Goodbye.

From @wekneweachother: Meera was a widow and yet she wore red sari, red lipstick and a big round red bindi everyday since Ravi died. She didn’t care about the widow protocols. But there were gossips of her affairs. She just sang songs on her way to grocery shops every alternate evening. Red was Ravi’s favourite colour.

From @aaliznat:

 

Pssst... Whisper whisper whisper...

Ahem ahem...Whisper whisper... *giggle*
Clip clop clip clop....Scrape scrape
Whisper whisper whisper.... Cough cough... Sputter... Thump thump...

*giggle*
Tap tap tap tap

Clink clink... Chomp clink chomp chomp clink.
Whisper whisper
scrape scrape.. Clip clop clip clop clip clop.... *giggle* *muah muah*

Clip clop clip clop... Fades away.

From @rodinsmodel:

 

Lips apart, breasts heaving, she made her way down the rough steps. Hennaed hands holding the sequined, red ghagra off the floor, she ran.

You could see the excitement in her shining eyes, hear it in her tinkling payals. Time was of an essence, she had to reach Aarti.

Madhu was probably still kissing Abhay.

From @writingchalk:

 

“How long have you had this condition?”

“A year… maybe more.”

“It says here you’ve killed about 12 people. Is that true?”

Silence.

“Yes or no?”

More silence.

“Why did you do it? Look son…”

“I DON’T KNOW! I haven’t done any of this!”

“Everyone says you did…”

“THEY ARE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF MY SLEEPWALKING!”

From @TheHeadONed:

She ignored the hushed whispers, the slanted glances, the pointed gestures, as she made her way through the crowd.The damage was done, the consequences left behind for her to suffer.

Found guilty of molestation! Caught indulging in inappropriate behaviour with innocent, fresh young’uns. In public! She cursed them for succumbing to temptation.

 

“Bloody Mangoes!”

From @madrasmad:

 “Do you see that guy there? He waits in his balcony every evening at this time.”

“Really! Maybe he’s just smoking.”

“No, no, no, no, no. He doesn’t smoke, I think.”

“Who’s that woman waving to him?”

“Probably a girlfriend, I’m sure.”

“Wait! I think she looks like... Hmm.. not her.”

“Like who?”

From @miffalicious:

They sat around the table, three generations of women.

"Did you hear...?"

"Yes, yes, I did."

Collectively, they sighed, tutted, shook their heads.

My mother came out of the room, crying, a tiny suitcase in hand. They watched her leave with small smiles on their faces.

That was the last time I ever saw her.

From @harichakyar:

Ria: How long?

Ansy: Thisss long.

Ria: And thick?

Ansy: The middle of a Cornetto cone.

Ria: Whoa, so did you…

Ansy: What do you think?

Ria: Chicken.

Anna: Shut up bitch, we did!

Ria: All the way?

Anna: Umm…

Ria: Strapon or battery?

 

From @swordfish19: “So, how’s your love life nowadays? Seeing anyone?” asked Keith. He was dressed in a black suit. “No man, it’s hit rock bottom…after I broke up with Jane…” replied Mike. He too was wearing a black suit. “Friends, We are gathered here today to pay our last tributes to…” the priest had started speaking....

  

From @anjana_murali: She stares dreamily at Prof. Anuj throughout the lecture. During the break we five gather in a circle for our daily gossip session. “Look, he is cute, but married, that too to an ex student!!” a girl announces. "Wish I was born some years back ", she mutters and we all giggle. Teenage years..

From @randomwhiz: She walked, and a hundred pens spurned a thousand tales. She talked and everyone was kept guessing. Her new cleavage revealing outfit was the first page of tabloids. She kissed a man, and there were fireworks. She was everyone's open dirty secret. She was Silk. Living Gossip.

  

From @Sneak_Speak:

Glasses clinked.

“To us.”

“Yes, to us. “

“We’ve been through so much this year.”

“Boy, I’ll say! What with the divorce…”

“The abortion…”

“The affair, the threesome…”

“The drugs, the drinking problem…”

The Ropers looked over at Janet, Chrissy and Jack through the window and smiled.

“We’ve heard it all!”

From @Sychlops:

 

"I bumped into her at the food court. He was also there."

"They're just good friends."

"No.They like each other !"

"No they don't."

"They couldn't get their hands off each other. I bet they're having sex."

"But I hear she's dating someone else"

"What? Who's the loser?"

"Me."

 Then a long awkward silence followed.

From @SarwarBaig: 

Hey, man, what's up? Did you see how sexy Aarti's looking in her new haircut?

Seriously?! She's sleeping with Vinay? How do you know? It would be nice if you told me.

Hey, man, how's everything? You heard about Aarti and Vinay? They're sleeping together. I saw them groping in the elevator. Don't tell nobody.

From @BongBuffoon: It was 8.30am and suddenly they were everywhere, an explosion of colour and cacophony. Women of all shapes and sizes dressed in loose, ill-fitting nighties congregate at bus stops, fences and balconies. This was gossip hour, when the air was filled with conspiratorial tones, shocked expressions and grating giggles. And it had a dress code.

From @sausagetangdi: She saw a woman with a flashy handbag in her usual 09:09 local. She told her fellow passengers about how the silver tinsels were hurting her eyes. She told her colleagues. She told her neighbor. She told her husband. She told her teenage daughter. The next morning she stood beside a pair of shiny slippers.

From @AmanjotKSandhu:

“She lives alone. Isn’t that weird?”

“She comes home late. Maybe she brings people with her.”

“I don’t let my girls talk to her.”

“That day I saw her drunk.”

The housewives were talking about the corpse lying in apartment #346, from which life had left two days ago and no one still knew.

From @anushreekejriwa: She couldn't contain in her stomach and loved talking. People called her a gossip-monger as she knew the secrets of everyone. She took it in her stride and decided to make it her profession. Gossip was her medicine, cure to all problems. Today she is the most sought after page3 reporter.

From @meetdeek: They were not just friends. Nor a couple. Extremely happy and incredibly close. They were clandestinely afraid of being separated after college but distinctly nonchalant on the outside. Rumors were something he loathed. One evening while chugging beer, he kissed her on the cheek and whispered “Let's give those fuckers a reason to gossip”

From @ChhotaRecharge: She desired him; her friends knew it. He lusted her; his friends knew it. Everyone in college knew there's something fishy, but no one played cupid. Neither had the courage to confess their true feelings to the other. A possible love story, lost amidst teenage gossip!

From @michramiah: She walked through the school corridors, handcuffed. The hushed voices and stares made her tingle. For the first time in her life, they knew her name. She was the main topic of all gossip. It was worth confessing. She didn't know who really killed the teacher, but she didn't care. It was her moment.

From @jaaachudail: Heads joined in discussion. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. Murmur. That’s all the surrounding was filled with. Hence the saying: Gossip is to women what fodder is to cows.

From @swaravali: The store was crowded that day. All the ladies were pretending  to shop. Romour had it that THE Rekha would be coming to Gossip Sarees to choose her kanjivarams. After three hours,  the woman folk finally  gave up and got into their Mercedes and Volkswagens not before creating interesting reasons for Rekha ditching them.

From@laalfirangi: They enter the canteen, everyone steals a glance. Everyone knows that something's different about them. They share plates, wipe the gravy off the nose, exchange a secret kiss. And they walk out bobbing their head in unison. "Aaj kal tere mere pyar ke charche harr zubaan par, sabko malum hai aur sabko khabar ho gayi..."

From @dhavalsmehta:

"Is that true??" he asked

"no" she replied,

"don't lie,heard people were talking about you" he said.

"yes,they were talking about me only because.."pause for a minute.."because??" he asked..*angrily*

"because we have been locked the physics lab whole night where actually nothing happened,its all rumors" she broke silence finally.

From @salonitia: They were just gossip partners ,they  met over coffee ,indulged in some harmless jokes and laughter. One thing let to another ,till they themselves became the talk of town.
What had they done ?They had just fallen in love with each other, so what if they were both still high school girls !!!

From @UrbanChick_:

'So, did you know that Tanya dumped Rahul yesterday?..'

It was their date.

But, that didn't stop her.

'Why do girls gossip so much?' he wondered.


After coming back to his dorm, he woke up his roommate. Pretending to not notice his irritation, he went on 'The girl I went out with had ugly teeth..

From @Spankiet: He used to keep a journal; each volume, a prized possession.  When the class bully called him FAG, he wrote it.  When his first love wasn’t returned, he wrote it. When the scars on his wrist stung, he painfully wrote that too. Today he's traded in his pens for the whir of the printing press.