Mr Chatterjee
#WritcoStoryPrompt36
Write a short story that uses at least two of the given situations:
1. An old, locked box in the attic.
2. A winding staircase that goes nowhere.
3. A broken mirror.
4. An old desk with a locked drawer.
Story
Mr Chatterjee whistled to his dog Whiskey, it was time to head back home.
"Come buddy, it's time"
His white bricked house with a red gate had white and pink flowers of Madhumalti (climber) hanging over them. Every time anyone opened the gates, the flowers would sprinkle on anyone who walks through them. It was right next to a State bank building and a jewellery store. The hustle-bustle of the street kept things interesting but he often craved peace, one of the reasons for his frequent hikes.
"When will you get your provident fund money?" His nephew Pranav asked him in the evening.
What a pity! Earlier no one cared and now they were treating him to all his favourite menus in the dinner when most of his teeth had gotten loose.
"No...no..take this away I will have my regular porridge," he said to his nephew's wife Pramita.
Mr Chatterjee knew that retirement meant...
Write a short story that uses at least two of the given situations:
1. An old, locked box in the attic.
2. A winding staircase that goes nowhere.
3. A broken mirror.
4. An old desk with a locked drawer.
Story
Mr Chatterjee whistled to his dog Whiskey, it was time to head back home.
"Come buddy, it's time"
His white bricked house with a red gate had white and pink flowers of Madhumalti (climber) hanging over them. Every time anyone opened the gates, the flowers would sprinkle on anyone who walks through them. It was right next to a State bank building and a jewellery store. The hustle-bustle of the street kept things interesting but he often craved peace, one of the reasons for his frequent hikes.
"When will you get your provident fund money?" His nephew Pranav asked him in the evening.
What a pity! Earlier no one cared and now they were treating him to all his favourite menus in the dinner when most of his teeth had gotten loose.
"No...no..take this away I will have my regular porridge," he said to his nephew's wife Pramita.
Mr Chatterjee knew that retirement meant...