There she lies on bed reading the thriller she'd borrowed from Mrs. Iyer living next door. Her gaze stuck to the mid pages, Krupa was completely engrossed in the chapter "Theft". Dwaraki returned from work early that evening. There was no response from Krupa in spite of numerous door bells. He opened the window of drawing room, tried to get the spare keys that lay on the table, by stretching his hands. There was a sudden shriek of a known voice. That's when Krupa realized her folly. Dwaraki was discharged a week later after his forelimbs were back to normal. Cent Stories: I have seen people writing Fiction 55's and similar short stories with fixed minimum words. So in the same lines cent stories are those with an exact 100 words. This is the first one. There will be more coming.
Lot of Inspiration and a childhood dream has turned into this piece of web content that helps me share my mind to all of those who crave to read and fantasize, learn and factuate, study and enhance. I guarantee that my ramblings cater to all age groups, if anyone finds a miss please do drop your thought which would inspire me yet again and something nice would blossom for sure :-)