Theme 15: 2014: Delete

From @Sinful_Reveries: 

Pondering upon the thought of deleting him. There are superficial talks making it ugly. Have you ever let someone walk away from your life? I have and curbed myself from bringing them back. 

An absurd decision but very necessary. Letting all the cacophony vanish. Letting him go. Pressing delete, again.

From @TheBigDowg: 

Since childhood, he was loved by all. Politically correct, socially active and ethically perfect, he was admired by most. He seemed to have life sorted out.

A split second changed everything.

"Mr. Pramesh Yadav

*delete*
*delete*

Late Shri Pramesh Yadav died last night. Cause: Drunk driving."

From @ChandniT: 

Her hands trembled as she opened his email, a wedding e-vite.. He was getting married, to someone else.  A lump in her throat, she couldn't believe her name was on the 'to-list', not his to-be list. She stared at the screen, cold. Courageously, pressed delete, gone from her mailbox. In her memory, he still haunts...

From @WannaBeSanyasin: 

The messages kept pouring it. She loved it as long as there was someone she could talk to at 3am. Seasons went by. Time passed. They obviously found someone else. Someone “better”. So much, that her conscience compelled her to erase it all. After a prolonged silence, she did it. She pressed the DELETE button.

From @TheExceptionull: 

They fell in love. But when they grew up, they also grew apart. It started with deleting his number. But forgetting someone isn't as easy as deleting their contact number or that photo from that time when they went to that hill station. She couldn't just forget him. He was always there. Sometimes in her memories, sometimes in her curses and sometimes in her longings.

From @Kanakkupullai: 

Seething with anger, she started typing the letter to end it all. Through clenched teeth, she was breathing rapidly, adrenaline coursed through her veins as she intended to break up this relationship.

When she looked up, and saw him at the doorway, she cried. Deleting all that she had typed, she ran to him! 

"Daddy!!!"

From @dude_macha: 

He needed an escape route. He was running out of energy. He spotted the exit and ran towards it, fast as he could. He was almost there, but suddenly felt himself being frozen to the spot. In another universe, the boy watched his creation, and as he neared the exit, he hit “Delete”. The end.

From @AbhiandNow: 

The emotions revolted and the words bolted, out of the page, running down the edges of the diary, and off they went, around the corner.

Writer tried hard to stop them, but well you know these words, the more you try, the more easily they disappear into the thin air. 

Today, this story deleted itself. 

From @ungaayaa: 

Waiting at the restaurant for him, Priya was typing a text "I'm beginning to fall for you, Ram" till she heard "Delete that". She turned around to see Ram being thrashed and dragged away.

                  

"The asshole was right behind me, video-shooting my cleavage, Savita. I trusted him so much", wept Priya over the phone.

From @trishnanta: 

“A long drive would do the trick”, she thought and slammed the accelerator. Everything seemed morose. The sun-kissed lanes, the cheery neighborhood garden, nothing helped her today. She controlled the urge to break down profusely when the phone beeped. That name popped again. “If only there was a way to delete him from my mind”

From @donbratman: 

"Hey you are getting married tomorrow. What are you planning to gift her?", asked Akash. Ram looked at Akash smugly and turned his laptop towards him. He clicked on the folder 'Devotional Songs' and the porn folder opened. He pressed 'Ctrl+A' and hit the delete button. "Best gift ever!!", Akash exclaimed.

From @abi_da: 

"Send me a pic plsssssss," he texted. She thought about it for a minute. She replied, "Wait". Then, she spent at least 10 minutes snapping different angles and poses. "You must delete after looking at it. Ok?" she typed again. "Ok," he replied. But he never did. Still a part of his collection till today.

From @_souringpie: 

“No, that scene must be put here.”“It doesn’t fit right into this situation.””God! It’s perfect. So real and effective. It’s the best scene of all.””It’s dull and tacky.””Are you drunk, Mr. Editor? Just add it and sync with the music.””Wait…..Shit! I think I Shift-deleted it.” “ What? Seriously? Bastard, How could you be so ..””Bazingaaaaaa!!”

From @ankitsharmatup: 

The sun is high, the dream is empty and my sleep is over. I have survived this harsh month of loneliness. A month has gone and those two glasses of wine lies in dust. A tale has finished and the memories associated with it can't be deleted.

From @MsMecheri: 

Karan was furiously working on numbers. He dragged the cursor through the column and voila there it was. Just the way he wanted the result to be. 

*darkness* 

The power went off, battery down and he didn't save his excel sheet. He swore in high volume, "Special place in hell for you, TNEB!"

From @YehHaiSparta: 

He wiped the cover to reveal "DIARY 2009". Flipping through the pages, he smiled as he stumbled upon a story he'd written years ago. He laughed while correcting his own spellings. A tear trickled down his cheek as he read on, realizing that bit by bit he'd deleted his own past.