Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Bulls-eye


The marksman peered into the telescope of the rifle. His mark was smoking, in the opposite building.

He sighed and braced.

Now.

“Uncle, can you see the moon in this?” asked the lolly-pop sucking kid, who’d appeared behind him wordlessly.

"Wha…?” The sniper said, losing his balance and falling head first. All the eight floors.


14 comments:

Soumya said...

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttt!!

You rock, my friend!

Neha said...

he he he...sorry but it made me laugh. The guy smoking sure was born with a lot of luck!

Seяendipity™ said...

haha :D You do rock :)

Bikramjit said...

goood.. he deserves it ..
he he he

Bikram's

BluBluBling said...

haha , super :D

cmus said...

Well, the sniper *could* be a cop. But, it's a little funny all the same.:D

cmus said...

Just curious. How many "55 words" stories done till now?

phatichar said...

Soumya: :P thx..

Neha: Of course, it was meant to be funny - in a twisted way, though :)

Seяendipity™: Thank you!

Bikramjit: :)

BBB: Thx :)

cmus: Yeah...you're free to read it any which way :)

Actually, even I'm curious - never kept count.. :P

Nirvana said...

thats one of the best flash fiction i have read!! wow!

Sadhana. said...

Haha! You have some of the best short stories I have seen on a blog! Really!

*Follows*

P.S. Thanks for taking the time out to read my blog and comment! :)

phatichar said...

Nirvana: Thanks! :)

Sadhana: Hey, welcome here. :) You've got a unique style too. Pleasure's mine - will return for more. Keep blogging.

Tongue-fu Lady said...

hahah..brilliant shortest story ever read.

phatichar said...

TFL: :P Thx..

Varsha Naik said...

super...even I laughed