The twinkling lights, the chilly night, and the big bird; what a great sight, he thought.
He climbed on to the bus that would take him to his ride that was barely 500 meters away, but airport regulations wouldn’t allow him to walk on the tarmac. He shuffled, a little uncomfortable.
When the bus halted, he stayed back even though he wanted to get out in the fresh air. He needed the bus to be empty.
When the last passenger got off, he looked around, made sure there was absolutely no one else.
And then he let one rip.
In an effort to present myself with a creative challenge, yet take the pressure off and be regular, I’ve committed to myself to write a post with 100 words in the content every week. To make choosing the topic easier, I have assigned an alphabet to each week. For example, Week 1 (Jan 1-7) – A, Week 2 (Jan 8-14) – B, and so on. So in 52 weeks, the whole alphabet will be covered twice.
If you want to join in, feel free to write on any topic (you don’t need to adhere to A, B, C) and write any day of the week. The link will open every Monday, 8 AM IST and will be open till the following Monday, 7:55 AM IST.
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