55 Fiction: A Farce
Here is my First Attempt at Fiction and my First Attempt at 55 Fiction!
Sitting on the terrace, one early morning, they smiled as they sipped their tea. They laughed when a squirrel came close. They cheered as the kids played ball. They hummed a silly new song together. What a Bliss! And then a phone call… “Ya..Chetna er Chetan…Tell me… yes…no” and she knew it was all over.