THE RED MOTORBIKE IRONY

The RED bindi on the beautiful woman’s forehead kept a man’s roving eyes off her pretty face.

The RED lipstick smeared on the prostitute’s face kept the same man’s dick rising to her fugly face.

The RED motorbike- freshly painted and painstakingly modified by the boys with a bike fetish made the serial killer Red Dragon by Thomas Harris look meek and humble in comparison.

The RED hot chic- wearing a summer fresh chiffon top, sporting painstakingly toned abs and straddling the motorbike made the same RED motorbike look like a tacky prop in an even tackier Bollywood music video.   

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This 100 fiction was inspired my my friend's newly modified  bike- and yes- I'm not that chick :/ I'm 20 kgs off the mark, but the bike is like fantabulous!!!

Cunning Cannibal Obsession

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Ma new obsession is eating my mind and blowing it to a billion  bits like a cunning cannibal on a suicide mission. It comes in tricky threes and is a triple threat sinful affair.  It assaults ALL my senses, but it’s that one sense that loses the battle like it never even wanted to fight back in the first place, like it was born only to die for this- my new obsession.

RIP dead sense.  

You'll be BORN AGAIN tomo, when I get....................................................... my next 3’s  pack of Oreo biscuits.

My tastebuds 'love unto death' these triple Oreo deadly orgasms. 

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PS: That's ma new 100 fiction (story in 100 words) on my new found love - no one'd mind dying with an Oreo as their fulfilled, last death wish :p  

The Backside Cure.

Allen felt depressed beyond cure. Now, amidst these million cricket fans cheering their home team on the field, she was drowning- drowning in that roaring noise when CSK won. Yes, she worshiped MS Dhoni. She loved the men in yellow. But, she wondered why when certain men have God’s destiny written vividly even on their backsides, she was only a nobody.

After the post match party, Dhoni took his prize-woman to his room. He rode her backside fast and hard. Her name was Allen.

 Allen’s last thoughts that night: ‘Yes!  Now, I’ve God’s destiny written vividly on my backside too.”

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LOL.. I hope you enjoyed it :) That's my new 100 fiction (story in 100 words)- Taking a stab at writing after a long, long time :) Great to be back- and yes, loving all the cricketing action :)

THREE STRIKES..

Dave looks at the girl in the yellow kurta and blue jeggings on the bench. It’s his favorite pastime- checking out chicks and scoring them. He usually gave a girl three chances. Three STRIKES was all a girl got.

‘She’s a 4/10- ordinary face, decent body, smooth skin, brown eyes- nice, but nothing to rave about. Strike 1.’

‘A frown creased her forehead. Not a pretty sight. Strike 2.’

Dave almost loses interest, when the girl smiles.

The smile changes everything. Suddenly the face turns extraordinary, the body bootylicious, the skin sensuous and the eyes sparkling. Cupid STRIKES his heart.

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This 100 fiction was inspired by Ellie Goulding's super smile. All you guys- 'Happy New Year' and remember, let that gorgeous smile set ya face aglow.

Sheela Ki Jawani

Sheela Ki Jawani....

  The thumping hot item number of the month played on the radio. Sarvesh dreamt of getting under that coveted white bed sheet, right beside the gorgeous, chest-jhatkafying actress- Katrina Kaif. Hmmm, so much for pining for his ex-girlfriend Prachi, who axed his heart recently.   

‘This kinda hot dreaming means I’m OVER that bi%@^ Prachi,  
Time for a new girlfriend Paji.’   

 His phone buzzed.  1 msg received. Prachi.

 He opened the text message: ‘Sashu baby, I wanna get bak.’    

Elsewhere, Katrina Kaif climbed into her big bed in full PJs, under a white bed sheet. She slept alone.

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ONE-RUPEE AUCTION

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To open their store with a splash and occupy the number ONE slot in Chennai, the ‘DIVA’ fashion boutique masterminded a ‘ONE rupee auction.’

Items- 100 designer dresses draped on mannequins

Participants- 100 cash-rich socialites

Minimum bid price- ONE Rupee

Time limit- ONE hour

Process- Participants submit their bids electronically onto 100 touchscreens; ONE beside every mannequin, highest bidder takes the respective dress

Expected Profit- Rs.10 lakh (Rs.10000/ dress)

On the opening night, every socialite walked to exactly ONE mannequin, submitted her bid, and in ONE hour, walked out with a designer dress, paying only ONE rupee. What a steal!
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THE SEXTUPLETS.

This 100-fiction is inspired by 'John & Kate Plus 8', the reality show about the Gosselin family- Jon and Kate and their eight children: fraternal twins and sextuplets.

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‘Vivek, I wanna have SIX babies off me in the next 2 years.’
‘Wifey, my SPERMS aren’t industrial engineers with a black belt in SIX sigma. What are SIX babies born together called anyway?’
‘SEXtuplets.. But..’
‘Sorry, I’ll give you all the SEX you need darling, just forget about SEXtuplets.’
‘Vivek, I wanna lose 15 kgs before a baby. 5 babies weigh 15 kgs. So, lose these 15kgs =5 babies in one year. And then have our very own real baby. So in all, SIX babies off me in the next 2 years.’
‘Phew! At least, all the SEX’ll help.’
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DEATH BY CHOCOATE

Death By Chocolate is my new story in 100 words, inspired by the true story of Lyn Lee. 

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25-year-old Lawyer Lyn Lee choked on the horrible chocolate cake at her desk. It looked and tasted like her job- disintegrating and disgusting. Everything tediously legal suddenly sounded deviously delicious in her ears.

Case?...................... CAKE

Barrister?...................... BUTTER

Judge?...................... FUGDE

Trial?...................... TRUFFLE

Judiciary?......................... CONFECTIONARY

Criminal Lawyer?......................... CHOCOLATIER 

Guilty?......................  RUMnCHERRY

Call to the BAR?...................... CHOCOLATE BAR 

Power of attorney?...................... PERCENTAGE OF COCOA

Death warrant?......................... DEATH BY CHOCOLATE

It was her moment of bittersweet truth- the moment when Lyn Lee, the lawyer died-by-chocolate and resurrected as Lyn Lee, the chocolate entrepreneur.

The revolutionary cake chain ‘Awfully Chocolate’ was born in 1998. 

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Hanky-Panky Hickey

My new 100 fiction (story in 100 words) is a reflection of my current television obsession. Read more and hit the comment section below for your comments.
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Suzie cozied up to David in the basement car park. She flexed her spine and arched her back towards the car hood in the most provocative arch possible.

‘Sue, don’t do this baby.’
‘2 weeks since we started dating. And you haven’t even kissed me.’
‘It’s too dangerous.I CAN’T baby.’
‘WHY? I want a love-bite Dae, nothing too tricky
Just a big bad, rough red, hanky-panky hickey’


The buttons on her corset broke free and David lost all control. He closed his eyes and bit into Suzie’s virgin-white, silky-smooth neck.

That's how Suzie died and turned into a bloodsucking vampire.

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72 VIRGINS

This is my new 100 fiction- story in 100 words. It's a conversation between 2 guys, taking on the recent foiled air cargo bomb attack. Hit the comment section below for your comments.

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 ‘Dude, Al-Qaeda’s now planting BOMBS in MAILS- cargo packages. A Yemini woman and her mother have been accused and arrested. Yemeni women are hot bombs. I guess Al-Qaeda’s using bombs to send out Bombs.’

‘LOL. I guess they’ll send BOMBS via EMAILS next. The next time ya see a mail with subject 'WATCH THE SEXIEST 72 VIRGINS HERE'- don't you dumbass open it, cos it's a sure shot Al-Qaeda BOoMB MAIL.Ya open it- ya'll go KABOoM..'

'Bro, I’d readily open the mail, 

Die and burn, leaving a smoke trail,

For I’d find 72 virgins- my life’s holy grail’

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MARISOL'S BABY

I worked with a lot of passion and conviction on 'Marisol's Baby'. This 100-word story is inspired by a true story in recent times. Hit the comment icon below, for your comments.

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18/10/2010

The baby bawls a grotesque war-cry, tearing the house into pieces. 20-year-old Marisol had seen mothers hitting their babies to silence them- what should she do?

28000 murders...

15000 pot packages...

Beheaded convicts...

Bullet-blasted bodies...

2 deadly drug cartel lieutenants tearing the country into pieces…
In Marisol’s head, these images transition like PowerPoint slides in her criminology classes.

Her baby needs no violence; but love, hope, principals, values... Today, as she- Marisol Valles Garcia is sworn in as Police Chief, Praxedis G.Guerrero, Mexico, she  swears by her life that she’ll terminate drug-related crime- not with violence, but love, hope, principals, values.

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MR.BIG

My new story Mr.Big- part of my 100 fiction series- story in just 100 words.

 

 9:00am

Tina texts Sam:   
U lose Sam. I choose Gerry. BIG mistake mayb– but I’m BIG on badass boys & Gerry is my Mr.BIG- the smuggest sexiest son-of-a-B  I’ve eva met 

2:00pm 
Tina to Riya: 
Tonight’s the BIG night. I’m finally letting BIG shot Gerry have me.

9:18pm 
FTV Bar and Lounge, Bangalore 

Tina to Gerry: 
I love the dirty dancing. But let’s get BIG-time dirty in your room.

10.00pm

Room No. 669, Le Meridian

Tiny thinks, ‘Wowwww, Gerry has BIG bucks & BIG hands!’ 
Gerry unzips. 
And that’s how Tina laid eyes on the SMALLEST dick she’d ever seen.

THE FACEBOOK (R)AGE ( 100-fiction)

100 fiction:
Well- this is my first real attempt @ fiction in exactly 100 words. Hope you enjoy it!

Sudish liked Piya. He liked her brown eyes- they were brown pools of chocolate liqueur he wanted to dive into on a dry day. He liked her tiny waist- it was like a fresh cigarette he longed to squeeze and savor. He liked her poker-straight hair- each strand wafted like the rebelliously thin margin by which India trumped Australia in the first Mohali Test today. He liked her contrasting outfits - they were like fresh, different daily- facebook- updates.  

 But he also liked Riya, Anees, Pareezad....

After all, this is the FB (R)age- get fresh and different updates everyday.