The Philosophy Class

He was new to his philosophy class.

"What do you want to do before you die?", professor asked.

"I want to live."

"That's so obvious."

"That's not obvious professor, that's oblivious. Not many people do this, I guess. They just breathe in and breathe out."

The professor learnt new philosophy of life. His questions ended.

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Move On

From balcony, my squint eyes followed her until she turned into a tiny dot and finally disappeared. She was gone.

"Don't lick my mind", I didn't say anything more than that. Perhaps that's how an argument starts. Perhaps that's how a relation ends.

That night, I witnessed Manchester United's win over Arsenal. What a match!

For Three Word Wednesday

P.S. - Jokes apart, breakups are sometimes very hurtful.

P.P.S. - Attempted 55 fiction after a long time. Coincidentally, this time too it has ended in exactly 55 words like my other 55 fictions. For other posts of the series, click here.

The Break Up

Suhani was very tensed as she couldn't contact her boyfriend since last many days. Suddenly she received an email from him saying that he was breaking up.

"What would you do now?", her friend Kusum asked her who was sitting beside.

"Nothing", Suhani replied,"I'll update my relationship status on Facebook to single".

P.S. - Just so simple, isn't it? But not for all. The Facebook fever is catching on everyone on the planet. Anyways, happy reading.

Statue

"Pay the rent or leave this space", his landlord ordered him, "I'm going to my native place to donate some silver statues for the temple. Make your mind before I return."

"OK", he couldn't speak more. Perhaps statues are more precious than living beings, he thought, or maybe God is nothing more than a statue.

P.S. - Well, I tried to speak from the heart of a poor tenant in this 55 fiction but I personally believe and have immense faith in God. He knows what we deserve and He knows how and when we'll get it. He has His own ways. Have Faith.

Perhaps

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"You're joking, ain't you?", she asked in serious tone.

"No, I'm certainly not", I was firm.

"I never knew my love had no leverage", she walked away with wet eyes.

Looking at my diagnostic reports, I thought it was the only remedy not to accept her love proposal. Perhaps, some lives just end without love.

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P.S. - Another 55 Fiction finished coincidently in exactly 55 words. I'm falling in love with 55 Fictions now.

P.P.S. - Though I informed in one of my earlier posts that I'll be absent from blogging for some days but somewhere inside I can't resist myself from writing. I may not be regular but I'll certainly not mark the absent from my space. And next some days are going to be very crucial for me. I need your love and support. Please wish me luck.

For: Three Word Wednesday and

Goodbye

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"I want to be a writer, not a doctor. I love the words and can't marry a stethoscope", his son put his intention.

"My decision is final. Better not discuss it again", he was rigid and rude.

When he came back from his thoughts, he realized he was still holding his son's final Goodbye note.

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P.S. - Many a times it happens that the child has to follow not his dream but his parents'. Just want to convey a message through 55 Fiction. Again finished in exactly 55 words.

The Bet

"I love you". My heart jumped out when it heard that proposal.

"Me too", I affirmed it to my dream girl.

And then later in the evening, that very heart felt like a victim when it heard,"I won the bet, my bait trapped him", she was counting her winning amount got from her friend.

P.S. - Tried to write 55 fiction after a long time and it is finished exactly in 55 words. Phew.

Also prompted at Three Word Wednesday

Her Anger

She was angry that day.

I arranged flowers and a hand written note for her. I placed them in kitchen.

I was sitting and suddenly she planted a kiss on my cheek.

"I love you too son", she said passing the note to Papa.

"Happy Mothers' Day Mom, Love you", Papa read it.

Anger vanished.

P.S. - Happy Mothers' Day to all the mothers of the world. Our world is with you.

Sorry I'm Helpless

"Well, I don't love you", she said in a low tone.

"Can you look into my eyes and repeat your words", I asked holding back my tears.

"You want to listen it again, why?"

"No, it's fine".

As I walked out, her eyes were still following me saying,"Sorry, I'm helpless Dear".

P.S. - First time tried to write a 55 fiction. I hope it's not that bad. And thank God the words didn't cross the limit of 55.