It’s has been a while! Not much has happened except that I now have a PhD degree (Molecular cell biology) in my hand! Feels weird to write Dr. Santoshwriter :-). Anyways, here I m (again) trying to give my best to stick around with this wonderful community. My quickly written 100 words for this week’s Friday fiction are down there.
The aroma from deeply roasted coffee beans diffused through the air.
“That’s going to be a top-notch brew, there!” Her voice hit him and the walls, and dissipated through the air. There was no reply.
The old man stood and stirred. His wrist swirled slowly and his eyes stared the whirlpool in the cup.
The old lady picked up the album and walked towards the kitchen table. The album couldn’t help but spit out a piece of newspaper article on the floor.
“A high-speed train derails killing 575 people and a dog” read the title.
“and a dog” was handwritten.
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