So for the longest time I had been following this twitter trend of #55wordstory and finally the day I decided to send my entry @vivekisms decided to not have a word, instead another friend suggested the word Distance amd thus began my journey with these short stories. I am contemplating to use these 55 words to maybe create 60 second videos ? That only  time will tell. For now gonna keep updating this journal entry with every thing I come up with

Only the newest three are here, you can read rest of them : [link]

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Slip : [May 25th]


She picked her umbrella, left. The cop decided to follow her. Outside she found a family and sold them her umbrella. She entered the nearest pub, drank some more, left. Again she picked an umbrella and repeated the whole ordeal.

Now drunk; right outside the tavern she slips where he was ready to catch her.  


Note: This one is from another story I had read when I was a kid, little twist and turn and change in character and brought it down to a 55 word fiction]

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Black : [May 23rd]

She took a dab of this and then a dash of that. The blank canvas is filled up one blotch at a time. She finishes the painting and leaves it to dry. She returns and finds black paint spilled all over the floor. Set of paw prints leads to her painting which now was black.

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Modernity : [May 22nd]

"Guns ! "
"No spears !"
The debate continues.

The first kill awaits. Boy grow to be men. They shoot down with a gun.

The elders don't accept the young bloods.
The young ones draped in the western attires.

The tribal warriors are caught between tradition and modernity. They finally decide to embrace both than to fight either.

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