A dullest, cold afternoon it is today…the sky sunless and overcast…the austere chill indubitably registering the onset of a stony winter into the sunny desert, this time around…the torpid weather has already sleep-induced the city into a sopoforic mode….dopey and tired without any reason and already two hours into slumber, I don’t feel like giving this up yet when I am suddenly awakened to the loud siren of a police Van somewhere…’Oh god, what now!!!’…grumbling, I sit up, yawning, heavy-eyed and trying to push my groggy head into a thinking state till I catch an intense odor of something burning…’Oh Shit!!!’….I recollect with difficulty….’Did I forget to switch off the gas again?’…Startled, I make a dash for the kitchen hoping feverishly that the detector has not picked up the smoke…
(This post is an attempt at fiction induced by the chilly November weather)
Looking forward for the complete story. Good attempt
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Thank u. Hopefully sometime…😊 but for now it’s a microfiction
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