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The Call of the Wind.

"Do you realise I am the powerful one between the two of us?" Sameer taunted his little sister, slyly.

"Papa says, never count your eggs before they hatch," replied Arya, in her signature clipped tone.

"And, pray tell me, what do eggs have to do with this game of chess, li'l sis?" Sameer muffled a laugh.

"We are still playing, Da, the game isn't over yet. So, don't take it for granted that you are going to win and start bragging about your skills!" replied the girl, holding her ground, defiantly.

"Well, let's see, now, li'l Miss Muffet. Here's your King, and here's my Bishop aaand, it's a Check! Ha Ha,"  the cunning look returned in the young boy's eyes as they sparkled with glee and a smug look.

"That was a good move, big bro. But, even as you concentrate on putting my King in danger, you ought to take care of your army, too, shouldn't you?" Arya showed her dimples as she took stock of the situation and secured her King.

The next few moves were quite fast paced as the brother-sister duo fought it out like fearless fighters. Their father watched attentively, affectionately, as his children refused to bow down in the face of danger, especially his little girl - his little princess.

"Watch out, young lady. Your self-respect is in danger here," warned Sameer as he felt he was gaining ground. How his chest puffed up with pride as he imagined his little sister turning green with envy at her super-smart elder brother's win!

And, just when he had begun building castles in the air, he heard a soft thump on the chess board and a chortle from his sister.

"Hold your horses, bro, and throw a glance at your King...Over here is my Rook, and here is my King, and there, cornered pitifully, is your King. Aaaand, it's CheckMate!" folding her arms proudly sat back Arya with a lopsided smile, looking down at her brother turning green with envy!


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I have no knowledge of Chess, but this is the picture that came to my mind as I mulled over what to write for today's prompt.

The last prompt for Day 7 at the BarAThon: The Call of the Wind.and the sin that corresponds with this prompt: Envy.

I had a fabulous time honing my fiction writing skills, as it is seldom that I attempt to write a fictional piece without a prompt to help me out. And, this past fortnight, I had 7 prompts to help me out! 
I hope you enjoyed reading my posts (Ahem...I don't mean to sound all high and mighty!). I enjoyed writing them, for sure!

Thank you so much, Blog-A-Rhythm, for BarAThon and for the wonderful prompts. Eagerly awaiting the 3rd blogging challenge here!

Love,

SHILPA...



And now, because I completed this challenge, I won this really cool badge from Blog-A-Rhythm...


Comments

  1. Good one, Shilpa! And well done for doing so amazingly well through the Challenge! We all had so much fun didn't we?

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    1. Thank you, Esha! I am glad I completed the challenge! :) Yes, it was fun, for sure!

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  2. Shilpa, You are a natural. Loved your story, creative writing at its best :)

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    1. Aww.. thank you so much, Sulekha! Your words give me courage to keep writing and attempting fiction! :)

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  3. Good for Arya! She showed him! Bravo! Great little piece! Congrats on doing the challenge, Shilpa and honing those fiction skills. You did very well with these shorts creating wonderful stories and characters in such short word counts. Not easy. And I don't think you are high and mighty at all. If anything, you are too modest. Celebrate your accomplishment and keep writing. You go, Girl!

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    1. You sweetheart, you! :) What would I do without friends like you, Cathy? Thank you so much, dearie! I am glad we all managed to complete the Challenge and kept pushing ourselves all the way to the end!

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  4. Oh this was cute. Shilpa it's been fun reading your posts these past few days. You must keep experimenting with fiction.

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    1. Thank you, Tulika! Yes, I definitely am going to keep experimenting with flash fiction on my new blog. It is such fun!

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  5. That's a lovely situation analysis between two siblings fighting over a humble game of chess but trying to gain on each other's personal traits. Loved it..

    Here's mine https://www.gleefulblogger.com/2017/07/01/call-wind-time-never-stop-anyone/

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  6. even I am clueless about 64 black and white pieces on the board but enjoying the game and your writing.

    http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/07/ashes-and-memories.html

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