PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala
“What’s happened to my piano?” Sanjeev gaped at the musical intrument filled with soil.
“Firstly, it’s mine. You sold it to me. Second, – ” said Rakesh.
“If I knew you were going to violate it, I wouldn’t have!”
“Violate? Do not be coarse with me. I am an artist. A medium. A tool of God, I -”
“Oh you’re a tool alright! This was an antique. Pure Ebony. Real ivory. Mahogany wood.”
“And yet, you got rid of it.”
A pause. “Had a gambling debt.”
Rakesh hands him a shovel. “Long handle. Strong steel. Unused. Perfect to beat yourself up with.”
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Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words or less. Submit to the link below and join in!
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Why dis Rakesh spoil the piano?
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It was his artistic expression, 🙂
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The voices in this dialogue are spot on
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Thank you, Neil!
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Hahaha! 😀
Fun read! 🙂
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Glad you liked it 🙂
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Ha, great title and story 😉
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Thank you, Iain!
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Lovely humorous writing, Fatima. There could be a series of stories in those two characters!
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He he – great final lines, Fatima!
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Dear Fatima,
I’m not sure I would agree with Rakesh on this one. Amusing story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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This was so well done, Fatima. I really enjoyed the voices.
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I could almost hear them! Excellent.
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Great story. Guess he should have known, once he sells it, it no longer belongs to him.
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i suppose, the shovel could also be used for burying someone. 🙂
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Nice story, it reflects how some people do not know the value of quality.
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Actually the world is filled with pianos… so making something new of it makes sense to me… I think Rakesh can get a new one for free.
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What a clever, fun story. Great dialogue, great characters, I love it.
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Great dialogue, and I love that last exchange.
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