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Ah those cupcakes..

Ah those cupcakes..

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she has been dreaming about them since morning.

The creaminess, the colour, all of it had appealed to her when she saw her mother baking them.

The one that she especially wanted to have was the yellow one – she felt like it had been made only for her. And those lil sprinkles – they would tickle her palate as she bit into the cupcake. All the glorious flavours of the cake – the softness, the creaminess …..ooooh..she could not wait to get home

Her train trundled out of Vashi station. Chug chug, chug chug – soothing sounds.

She got ready to stand at the door to feel of the cool breeze wafting its way from the creek. The breeze started to gather momentum – became a wind as the train almost hit the bridge on the creek.

She was still thinking about the cupcakes when the train derailed – a slow motion shot in progress – with the first bogies hitting the creek headfirst…

I write. I take photographs. Sometimes I do both. Love travelling and meeting new people. Makes life more exciting.
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June 4, 2010 Post Under Flash Fiction - Comments
  • http://flashfiction.in Aniket

    Dark one! I thought it’ll be a funny post when it started.
    Short and strong! Well written as always.

  • http://lifeaseetees.blogspot.com/ Kits

    Thought of it last nite as my train trundled along from Vashi station :)

  • http://lyricsandmaladies.blogspot.com/ joaquin

    you never know when your number’s up, do you?

    i was jarred by the sharp, swift ending. nice!

  • http://lifeaseetees.blogspot.com/ Kits

    Thanks jaoquin :)

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