AtoZChallenge
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Once upon a time there was a manservant who did not behave like a manservant should. He was disrespectful, loudmouthed and poking his nose in things he had no right poking in. But the prince was indulgent and despite complaints, instead of banishing his manservant, or giving him a good lashing to discipline him, he…
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It is another fortnight before Mr. Chubs finds “the one.” The time spent with the caravan that had picked him up from under the tree had been pleasant – in fact the most pleasant time he had spent in anyone’s company. The children had been fascinated by his harmonica and books, the younger ones never…
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It had been a fortnight since Mr. Chubs had left Goya. He had been through several towns in that time but hadn’t found the “right” place, people or atmosphere to share his stories in. He couldn’t ever decide if his idea of the “right” place was the correct method of finding his home for the…
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Mr. Chubs was in the mood for some wine. Some fine wine, not the swill that could be bought for a copper. He wanted the one that would slither down his throat, ignite his belly and drop a warm blanket on his mind. It was with some trepidation he realized that though the town of…
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An ejection from a town always hurt Mr. Chubs in a way he found difficult to describe. It evoked in him all the failures he had thought he had outrun…but that was a can of worms best left to its own devices.
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I wrote The Travelling Librarian in 2019 and thought it would be one of those posts I wrote that would get lost in the volume of short fictions written every day on the digital space. But to my intense surprise, not only did the post get views, most of the comments asked me if I…
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I have lovedAnd I have lostThe cycle continuesNo end, no respiteBut I must walk the pathFor the only way forwardIs through.
tales of Suchita 