Friday Fictioneers: The Beanstalk & a Principled Mother

When Jack woke up, a beanstalk had sprouted next to his window. Jack felt queasy just looking at it reaching the sky. He was afraid of heights. “We’ll climb up together!” declared his younger sister Jill, who always had adventure on her mind.

At the top, was a castle with a large table on which sat a golden harp. It played the sweetest music ever. “Mom has taught us never to steal, but wouldn’t she be happy to see this harp?” said Jack.

So they climbed down with the harp. When their mother saw it, she made them climb back and return it.

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Friday Fictioneers: Sea Adventures

Everyone expected James to follow in his father’s footsteps and become a dentist. Grudgingly, James gave up his dream of joining the Navy, went through Dentistry College instead and graduated with top honors.

He took up a room next to the sea and set up his clinic. Whenever he had the time, he would look out the window and yearn for adventures on the sea. Finally at 40 he had made enough money to retire.

He bought his yacht and began planning his first adventure. After all there was much time to make up.

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Friday Fictioneers: Whose Side Are You On?

“How can you sit on the fence and not say anything?” Hina’s voice shook with anger as she faced her mother. “I deserve to go to university, I worked hard for it!”

Zahida continued with her embroidery not looking up at her distraught daughter.

“I will not marry that man, I want to study. I don’t even like him; I don’t like his face, why can’t Abba understand that?”

As her daughter stomped out of the room, Zahida put down her embroidery and wiped away a tear. History was repeating itself and she had not the strength to stop it.

(100 words)

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Friday Fictioneers: The Wayward Trolley

Mrs. Harrison lived near the grocery shop and couldn’t be bothered to bring her car and worry about parking when she came to shop.

So she would march straight past the “No trolleys beyond this point” sign and just leave her trolley outside her home.

Kumar was in charge of collecting any wayward trolleys in the surrounding areas. One day, while “helping” Mrs. Harrison with her groceries, he put something between the wheels. Half way, the wheels stopped spinning and Mrs. Harrison had no choice but to carry her heavy bags home.

The next time, she brought her car to the grocery shop.

P.S. In Dubai, we get help weighing the vegetables, bagging the groceries and sometimes even taking the trolley to the car and unloading. 🙂

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Friday Fictioneers: Great Expectations

The village was celebrating the return of their prodigy from abroad where he had spent the last 10 years finishing his medical training.

As Haris, now known as Harry, stepped off the bus, he was not alone. He had brought with him Andrea, his English wife to meet the family. His fiancé felt her heart sink as she watched the two make their way to the decorated village square.

Harry quickly put an end to any expectations the village or his family had of him. He had not come to open a hospital or to get married. This could never be his home now.

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Friday Fictioneers: Moon Man

Mark was fed up of his life here on earth. He signed up for a program that was recruiting young men and women to spend the rest of their lives on the moon on a science mission. He was scoffed at and called names like “Moon Man” and “Space Monkey” but he didn’t care.

Some months and tests later he was selected to go on the mission. He gave all the people who had jeered him a little replica of an astronaut with “Space Man” written on the suit.

He wanted them to remember him when for a change he looked down on them.

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Friday Fictioneers: Making Hay

Mr Safdar won the election from his constituency and became a member of parliament of the government in power.

Instead of using his position to alleviate the suffering of the poor masses, he decided to make hay while the sun shone. He would pocket commissions from deals that went to the government for approval and was particularly satisfied with the deal to import luxury BMWs into the country.

A few months later as he returned to his palatial home, his car was hit by a speeding car head on. He was killed on the spot. The driver of the BMW was taken into custody.

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Friday Fictioneers: Saved by the Bell

Amna had always been a formidable young woman, never afraid to speak her mind and tell people off. Her husband was an agreeable fellow who soon learnt that it was much better to remain on her right side.

Amna was on a strict diet to lose the weight she had gained after their first child. One day as she stood surveying herself in the mirror, she asked her husband “Do I look thinner?”

Her husband was just contemplating how to answer when his phone rang. He thanked the heavens, motioned to his wife and left the room, hoping that the conversation would be forgotten when he returned.

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Friday Fictioneers: Shocked to death

Ali sat in the shade of the big oak tree. This is where he liked to be when he wanted to clear his mind. Sadia had just called him to tell him that she wanted to end the relationship.

Like a light had gone on in his head, Ali knew what he had to do. He couldn’t let her get away with it. He got up and went inside to prepare for his next move.

Two days later Sadia was found dead in her apartment. She had been electrocuted by a damaged power cord while using her hair dryer. It was declared an accident.

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Friday Fictioneers: No Smoking

Sami had been smoking since he was 18. When he married at 27, his wife begged him to stop but he wouldn’t listen. Holding his son for the first time he decided he had to quit. So he did. But after a year he was back again.

When his wife was going to have her second baby she reminded her husband how he had quit because of his son. “Do this for your daughter” she said.

Sami has not touched a cigarette since that day. But he does tease his wife about how many children they will have to have.

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