Tulika, Author at Obsessivemom

03/07/201415/04/2017

The dream

She had dreamt of this day for months, slogging away long hours towards its fulfilment. Delicate beads of sweat jumped up on her forehead. She held her breath till her face reddened and then in one determined sweep she pulled up the zipper of the sheer silver sheath. Finally, her sartorial dream had come true.

Written for the Marathon Bloggers Drabble week Challenge for the topic ‘Her face reddened’.

02/07/201415/04/2017

I am a Dog

I am a DOG. I am not a toy. I’m not a doll. I am not a clown. I’m NOT human and I’m not vain.

I value my comfort and freedom. I walk happiest on four feet. I hate it when I cannot wag my tail for someone I love, when I cannot bound up happily to lick his face, when that darned ‘dress’ threatens to trip me up each time I run. I do not feel cute. I feel hampered and uncomfortable and ridiculously silly.

Save the vanities for you and your kind. Leave me a cheerful scruffy frump.
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Just before the day ends here’s my 100 word drabble for day 3 of the Marathon Bloggers Drabble week. Today’s topic is If I were an animal.

02/07/201415/04/2017

Pet Peeve

It began as a mild stirring, a rustle barely audible, the letting out of a gentle breath. The hypnotic rhythm gathered momentum turning into a rumbling, getting louder and louder. Finally the big ones came starting somewhere deep, complete with flaring nostrils and quaking mouth.

Exasperated, she picked her pillow and walked to the couch.

Day 3 at the Marathon Bloggers Drabble Week and that’s my ‘Pet Peeve’ in 55 words.

01/07/201415/04/2017

The tragic pumpkin

Listlessly she watched mum haggling with the vendor. She hated vegetable shopping. She hated vegetables – slimy things that made dinner times a trial. She glared at the fat pumpkin on the shelf.

And then it heaved a sigh. She stared. Two huge tears rolled down its ‘cheeks’. Could it hear her think? ‘Yes I can,’ said he. Said? She couldn’t believe it. ‘I cannot believe it…’, he sniffed, ‘…you hate me so.’ The sniff turned into wracking sobs and then to her absolute shock the pumpkin exploded.

‘May I please have pumpkin for lunch?’ she asked her mum next morning.

The topic for the 100 word drabble on day 2 at the Marathon Bloggers Drabble Week is “The pumpkin exploded”. This is a story I picked from the twins’ childhood… okay babyhood.

01/07/201415/04/2017

The last wish

The skies smiled bluer than usual, the trees waved out in their emerald glory, the roses blushed a gentle pink, all vying for that impeccable first impression. The day sparkled a tad bit more to match the glow in the youngster’s eyes. It was her first view of the world thanks to someone’s last wish.

Day 2 at the Marathon Blogger’s Drabble Week and the prompt for the 55er is

“His last wish”

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