With this post, I will complete thirty stories for thirty "Words of the Day" shared on our Readers' Club's WhatsApp group in September 2016. That calls for a little celebration. This little daily ritual has helped me rejuvenate my blog. Happy reading and writing to you all.
Here are today's three stories.
Peradventure
noun [pur-uh d-ven-cher, per-]
chance, doubt, or uncertainty
Tale: Thank God It's Friday
As
she scrolled through his mobile phone, her heart sank. The man she had
loved so intensely had been betraying her for months. Each text message
proved beyond peradventure his guilt. He had been indulging in sinful
activities without her knowledge. Every Friday night he was going for
binge drinking with his friends. While she thought that he was working
hard at office.
Lodestone
noun [lohd-stohn]
something that attracts strongly
Tale: Nature of Attraction
Moths
get attracted to fire. This is a fatal attraction. An attraction that
kills. But moths never learn. That is the nature of attraction.
He was driving on the expressway. He had to urgently reach somewhere. Then he heard that lilting voice. A song from his childhood filled his ears. The voice, reminded him of his mother's lullaby. The song like a lodestone, made him change his path. Instead of going to his destination, he took a by-lane and followed the sound. He kept going round in circles but he never reached the source of the sound. He knew he was going to get free today. He drove his car off the cliff. The sound stopped.
He was driving on the expressway. He had to urgently reach somewhere. Then he heard that lilting voice. A song from his childhood filled his ears. The voice, reminded him of his mother's lullaby. The song like a lodestone, made him change his path. Instead of going to his destination, he took a by-lane and followed the sound. He kept going round in circles but he never reached the source of the sound. He knew he was going to get free today. He drove his car off the cliff. The sound stopped.
Testudinal
adjective [te-stood-n-l, -styood-]
pertaining to or resembling a tortoise or tortoise shell
Tale: It...
Her
three year old suitcase was witness to several unspeakable things she
did over this period. It had gone through the rumble and tumble of her
extensive travels and adventures. She used it, stuffed it, abused it to
no end. But it was a suitcase with testudinal
strength, that had many secrets of hers stored in its belly. It had
seen her naked many times snorting off lines of coke drawn on its top
pocket. One of her boyfriends once even dropped his ejaculate on its
back. The suitcase still embarrassingly carries that stain. But it still
remained by her side through her highs and lows, despite her never
taking care of it. Today a new larger, pink one caught her fancy. It
lies in a corner waiting to be thrown away in a dump.
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