five minute fiction: Fearless

Geeta a twenty year old college student once told her friends she was not afraid of anyone or anything, her friend Nellie challenged her she said, “Come to my party this week-end, I’ll see how much of your claim is believable.

Geeta was prepared, she felt the week-end was not coming soon enough.

On the day of the party Geeta was thrilled, she felt Nellie made an idle threat, she was going to show what she is made of.

At five thirty  that day  Geeta left the house and took a bus to Nellie’s house, she got off at the right stop and was walking along the street, all of a sudden a noise startled her, thinking it was a noise made by some foolish kid, she moved on, then to her dismay the noise became louder, she ignored this noise too and didn’t think anyone was trying to get her attention,she looked around to see where the noise was coming from, there was nothing visible, she had barely taken a step when she saw a giant figure, she couldn’t tell if it was a man or a beast, she turned around to go the other way, the creature grabbed her, she froze and started trembling violently, all that came out of her was,”Let me go please”.

Then the most unbelievable thing happened, there in front of her was Nellie, laughing like a crazy person,”Well Gita  I know what you mean by you are not afraid, now that I got my answer let’s go home for dinner,Mom cooked the most delicious meal just for you the fearless girl!”

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365 Writing Prompts: A friend in need…

Finish this sentence : My closest friend is…

My closest friend is Dilruba, she also lives in Canada. I met her the first day I landed in Canada.She and her husband came with my husband to receive me. They knew my husband for sometime. It worked out well for us.

We lived in the same apartment building, I saw her everyday. We went for long walks daily, our favorite place was Van Horne in Montreal.

Dilruba and her husband are always good to us, I ask them to send some food items which is not available where I live. I stay with them when I go to Montreal, she is a very reliable person.

She is what I call “A friend in need is a friend indeed.”

 

DP Daily Prompts: On Bees And Effs

Do you or did you ever –have a Best Friend? do you believe in the idea of one person whose friendship matters the most? Tell us a story of your BFF( or a lack thereof.

I do have a best friend, it just happened I wasn’t looking for one. I am not sure I believed in the idea of having a BFF.

I met her in the university, she enrolled a year before me in the post graduate course in History, she opted not to write the first year exam because she felt she was not prepared . She repeated the course, I met her then. By nature I’m very quiet when in a public place as in the university. My silence was mistakenly read as, ‘I am a very proud person’.

Her name is Mini, she comes from a wealthy family, in contrast my parents were not rich, my Dad was a civil servant who had a 9 to 5 job.

I am not a very social person, therefore I do not make friends easily. How she and I became friends is strange. One day she volunteered to go with me to the library, it surprised me, she didn’t strike me as someone studious. Anyway her reason was to let me know about our other classmate. Mini was one of those people who believed her classmates should share their notes with each other, it wasn’t the case with this person, she complained, I listened. She also wanted to find out what sort of a person was I, she was not disappointed I shared all of my notes.

We were room-mates also in the dormitory, we became friends, she took me to her sister’s house, she had another sister who sent cooked food for us, we were having a great time. Our friendship was stronger, I was invited by her sisters whenever they had a party. Things went well we saw each other regularly.

I had to move to Canada after I got married, we didn’t write to each other, our friendship did not end, lack of correspondence with each other drifted us apart. I do visit her when I go to Dhaka, we have long conversation, she is still as nice as she was the first time I met her!

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