Saturday, April 25, 2015

Extremely Short Stories - Part II



This is the continuation of the series Extremely Short Stories - Part I where most of the stories are N word challenges. Where N stands for the number of words. This time it will be N line or sentences stories. The stories of one, two, three and four lines are mentioned below.


Stories In One Line
Their path crossed and eyes met and they can’t take out the eyes from each other, probably this is a love at first sight while they unaware of a bomb ticking nearby, to explode.

Every day while going to the office I find a woman begging with her child in the sad face, today I found her begging alone with tears in her eyes.

He is the best spy of the country, turned out to be the double agent who sold his own country secrets to the enemies.

His car’s tire stuck in snow for quite some time now, being frustrated with no help around he started crying, and a creature monitoring all of this via binocular started smiling.



Stories In Two Lines
Dear Diary,
Today my bad luck crossed its limit, I wonder what I should do to end this miserable life?
“Come to me”, the diary wrote back with a smiley.

I aimed through the riffle’s eyepiece with determination, she whispered in my ears “This is your last chance to prove, don’t forget we were always partner in crime, and you owe me this one because I saved you last time”.
I pulled the trigger and target destroyed, my sister jumped with ecstasy and hugged me tightly as I am able to win that soft toy for her as she was asking for it since we came to this fair.

Stories In Three Lines
He took me in his arms and looked at me with a mysterious smile and kissed me.
Grabbed my arms with his mouth, bite it hard and then dislocate it, and dropped me mercilessly.
While lying on the floor helplessly I saw him come towards me again and this time he grabbed another toy lying next to me and bite it the same way earlier to soothe his growing milk teeth.
Stories In Four Lines
In my sleep, I heard a loud noise of breaking something and I thought someone must have intruded in my house.
I woke up hurriedly and realize I am lying at a different place and the thought strikes me “Ohh No, Not again” I should not have sleep walk and intrude someone else house.
Suddenly the lights of that room turned on and I tried my best to hide and found few peoples are robbing someone’s valuables and then I can able to see that someone’s face, he looks exactly like me.
One of those people find some notes from my duplicate’s pocket and read one loudly “This person has Alzheimer’s if found please take him to ...Blah Blah place” and then another one said “It means he will not remember why we killed him up at the first place” and all of them laughed hysterically.

I know he doesn’t love me so I begged not to, but he dragged me forcefully and fasten me tightly against that machine.
I prayed to the god to save me this time when it dragged me high slowly, then he raised both his hand and turned towards me and said “now be ready to die”.
I tried to run and stop this machine but can’t and I know this machine is going to kill me and before that it shook me like hell, turned me upside down and at last in full speed take me towards the thick Iron pole and before it can hit to that pole a whole lot of light flashes in front of me and I closed my eyes as much as I can.
Now I am at the moment where it seems whole world stopped in front of me, the blood is running fast through my veins and then I opened my eyes gradually and realize this ride on this machine named “Roller Coaster” was not bad at all.

In the fight for life and death at local Arena, he glanced the whole stadium but can’t locate her she always appeared to cheer him up, his only supporter but today she is missing.
He received massive blows on his head and ears from that deadly opponent; lying on the floor dejected and lost ability to hear anything he knows that only last few of his breaths left and this fight will finally end up in a moment.
He then heard a clear voice, this time a male voice and he was able to recognize that voice, it’s his inner voice asking him not to die, not to quit, asking him to fight and kill the opponent as he had strangled his wife to death else she would have been in this arena to cheer him up.
With a heavy heart he listened to that voice and a tear came out of his eyes, then his heart stopped for that moment and he closed his eyes, in another moment he opened his eyes with full determination.



Note: Many of these stories were part of my answers to N line stories at Quora and some are original specific for this website.


©Tapas Majumdar, Not for reproduction without Author's permission.