Alastair’s Photo Fiction – Confused


Roopa hesitated in the lawn of her palatial bungalow. A month earlier, she had eloped in the middle of a night to live with her boyfriend. A salesman at a boutique, he had seduced her with sweet talks and promises. An under-age Roopa ran away with him without informing anybody. Unable to live in a meagre income and missing her luxurious house, she had sneaked away when he was asleep.

She paused outside her house, when she heard voices.

“Aren’t you going to search for her?” asked her aunt.

“It is as well that she ran away. Now the property belongs to us.”

“She might come back to claim it.”

“Never. You left your house for me when I was just a boutique salesman. Did you ever go back?”

Her aunt made a face and did not reply.

Roopa stood for a few minutes in silence. Then she ran down the steps, hoping to reach his house before he woke up.

Written for Alastair’s Photo Fiction.

12 thoughts on “Alastair’s Photo Fiction – Confused

  1. Interestly enough I am listening to a program ‘National Geographic’s Brain Games’. And how our brains can be so easily manipulated… nicely done.

    I also visited Alatair’s Photo Fiction this week. 🙂

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