No chance again

She sat looking at the rows and rows of empty tables

The diner was almost deserted

He was coming to see her today

How long had it been?

Her mind failed to register

January? They had last ‘met’ at new year

And after that…. the preparations, the engagement, the fights, the wedding, the tears, the last time he said ‘hi’ to which she never replied, her birthday on which he just dropped a text wishing that god bless her….. the silence.

She thought of getting up and leaving, he was already 50 minutes late.

No chance again.


This week’s entry for Friday Fictioneers. And with that i’m back to blogging 🙂

And it feels great! Great! GREAT!

© 2013 Ankita Kala

10 Comments Add yours

  1. tedstrutz says:

    i liked your story mood, but i think the ending got disconnected and moved.


    1. Ankita says:

      Oh. I think I wasn’t able to explain it properly. Thanks for liking anyway! 🙂


  2. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Ankita,

    Ted is eloquent, no?

    Perhaps a rewrite as an exercise in finding clarity?




    1. Ankita says:

      I think so too Doug. This one requires rework!


  3. Dear Ankita,

    Sounds like whirlwind marriage.




    1. Ankita says:

      Dear Rochelle,
      They were once lovers. He got married to someone else. I think i’ll rewrite this one.
      Thanks 🙂


  4. I thought you were writing about an arranged marriage. This one looks doomed. I hope she finds another suitor!


    1. Ankita says:

      Oh how I wish! But they were not married to each other 😦


  5. What a sad story.. and nice to see you around..


    1. Ankita says:

      Thank you Bjorn 🙂


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