Mere paas maa hai!

Walking through a supermarket, a young man noticed an old lady following him around. He ignored her for a while, but when he got to the checkout line, she got in front of him.

“Pardon me,” she said. “I’m sorry if I’ve been staring, but you look just like my son who died recently.

“I’m sorry for your loss,” the young man replied. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Well, as I’m leaving, could you just say ‘Goodbye, mother!?’ It would make me feel so much better.” She gave him a sweet smile.

“Of course I can,” the young man promised.

As she gathered her bags and left, he called out “Goodbye, mother!” just as she had requested, feeling good about her smile.

Stepping up to the counter, he saw that his total was about $100 higher than it should be. “That amount is wrong,” he said. “I only have a few items!”

“Oh, your mother said that you would pay for her,” explained the clerk.

I had planned to write a post about the results of India’s general elections. After seeing so many articles on the same subject, I decided to give my readers some relief by posting this joke sent to me by a friend.

Conditions apply (55 Fiction)

I was surprised to see a parcel with my name on it. It contained cash and a business card!

I sent an email:
Our party is committed to cleanliness in public life. We welcome donations, but conditions apply. Donations by cheque only must be accompanied by photocopies of ID Proof, Address Proof and PAN Card.

This work of fiction is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda (Prompt: the post must contain, ‘I was surprised to see a parcel with my name on it.’) and was also written for Write Tribe 55 on Friday – 2 (Prompt: the post must contain ‘conditions apply’). I sincerely hope that this fiction soon becomes fact with all political parties in India.

End of the road? (100 words Fiction)

My Annual Medical Checkup report was emailed to HR with a copy to me.

Everything was normal, except for ‘HIV Positive’.

I was shocked! It definitely wasn’t a ‘lifestyle’ issue. What had happened after the last Annual Medical Checkup, and when?

After thinking hard, I realized the only possibility was the blood transfusion I had received 4 months back during the surgery when I was injured in the accident involving the company bus.

The company had a ‘HIV AIDS Policy’, but I knew the harsh reality.

I knew it was my last day there.

I started composing my resignation letter.

This piece of fiction was written for Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday. (Prompt: I knew it was my last day there.) Many sections of our society continue to be discriminated against by organisations and by individuals like us despite the existence of laws and policies to prevent such discrimination. If, as we claim, we really care for them, we must do more than merely paying lip service. Before we expect governments and organisations to act, each one of us should act in her/his individual capacity and stop being perpetrators of discrimination.

Why we have so many scams! (33 Fiction)

When he entered politics, his leader told him to live a life free of corruption.

She said LIVE. He mistook it for LEAVE.

This is the story of many politicians in our land!

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda
(Prompt: “She said ____. He mistook it to be ____.” The words used in the blanks have to rhyme and your post should revolve around the confusion thus created as a result of the miscommunication.

Superpower??? (33 Fiction)

“5..4..3..2..1..”

“STOP!”

The politician stopped speaking.

The member of the audience continued, “Stop this countdown! Before you talk of making India a superpower, explain how you’ll eradicate hunger, illiteracy, corruption, crime and discrimination.”

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda