Lonely #Friday Fictioneer

Playing cricket with his friends in the courtyard, Bubu hit the ball so hard that it went through the open window of Mr. Sanyal.

Go get the ball, yourself,” friends jealous of his cricketing prowess declared, “this will teach you not to hit so hard.”

Mr Sanyal lived alone with his helping hand, Madan, and a dog. Neighbors, adults and kids alike, were initimidated of him.  

With trepidation Bubu pressed the door bell. A dog barked. A smiling Mr. Sanyal opened the door with the ball in his hand and asked with equal hesitation, “may I play with your team?”

Word Count: 100

This is an effort to write aflash fiction effort with the Friday fictioneers, 15th, Feb, 2019, using picture prompt provided by host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Other stories can be found here

Photo Prompt : J Hardy Carroll

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  1. That was lovely. So often lonely people are the subject to rumours, called odd, bad, weird and scary. I hope tMr. Sanyal will have fun with the kids.

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