And then…another U turn to complete the circle!!

Make way for our next entry to the ‘And then…’ contest. Just reminding, I am not disclosing the author‘s name now so that we can have a fair voting. The write-ups would be posted in the order I receive them… Here are the rules & hints and here is The Scene…


She was transformed into a painfully sweet similar scene…was Fate playing with her??

Three years back, Liz was travelling to India for an ad campaign. Arun, dressed in red shirt and blue denim, sat next to her. He was reading the latest issue of ‘Autocar’ and had head phones plugged in. Their eyes met and it was love at first sight for both of them.

Arun was a business tycoon and Liz, a struggling director from Hong Kong. They hit it off instantly. There couldn’t have been a more fairytale romance…

Her trip to India was like a whirlwind. Even before she could dream, she was getting married to her prince charming. He showered her with all the love and comfort. Life was at its best. While arun was scaling great heights worldwide, she was doing better as a director. Soon, she was the youngest and the most successful director round the block.

However, at the same time, they were getting trapped in their own work cobwebs. They couldn’t find time for each other. The flowers, the candles, the sweet whisperings….all became things of the past.

Their marriage was going through a rough patch. Fights and arguments, shrills and cries became an indispensible part of the little time that they spent together.

It was then that Liz planned a vacation to Sydney. She wanted some time to herself, to rejuvenate and to come back afresh to file for divorce…

Her string of thoughts was broken by the epitome of love songs…”Nothings gonna change my love for you”…she came back to reality. As her eyes welled up with tears, she looked at arun who was looking back at her. He was dressed in red shirt and blue denims and looked as handsome as ever. She glanced at the ‘autocar’ issue in his hands…it was dated august 2007…

Arun had left no stone unturned to recreate the same magic and it had worked!!She felt like an idiot to think of divorce…”so r u ready for our second honeymoon?” Arun asked. Liz knew, despite several holidays in the last three years, this one will always be cherished. “Yes” is all what she could say.

They hugged, they kissed, they laughed and they cried…but this time, they were tears of joy. Life had taken another u turn and the circle was complete.

Moral: life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans! 🙂

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Flash of Thunder… Lightning Struck … And then it Rained…

Here’s the next entry to the ‘And then…’ contest. Just reminding, I am not disclosing the author‘s name now so that we can have a fair voting. The write-ups would be posted in the order I receive them… Here are the rules & hints and here is The Scene…


Was it Him? Or was her mind playing tricks on her? Maybe she was just imagining things! Maybe it was not him but someone else!! After all, what was that old adage – there are 7 people in the world who look the same as you or something like that!! She took a closer look. She was right! This was not Him! This guy looked much younger. This was just someone who looked a lot like Him!! But the resemblance was so striking that she could not help but keep staring. The mannerisms, the tilt of the head, the way he grimaced at something, it was all so eerily familiar.

She thought back to over the years when she had joined her organization… a young, carefree, blithe girl… she had grown leaps and bounds in this past decade and a little more…from a regular as like everyone else, team member to a high-ranking, prominent individual… as per the company’s growth curve she was on fast track… her nickname around this place and in circles she moved in was ‘Dark Horse’…

And then she had met Him! Him with his striking good looks, the very epitome of Tall Dark and Handsome, the intellectually stimulating conversations that she had with him, his clever and witty retorts … they had share a good chemistry … the age gap between them did not seem so much when they were discussing matters of no great importance blatantly ignoring the other person seated on either side of them for the evening. She had mentally thanked her friend for seating them together for the evening. The birthday party had not held any more meaning for her than that.

Things had progressed quickly between them after that. But when he had proposed marriage, she had balked. She had weighed her career higher than him and that had been the one mistake that had cost her dearly. Even after so many years, her career still took predominance in her life… Her mind went back to that day when she had met Him last… the day it had ended and started at the same time… she had gone to speak her heart out with him but somehow it was Him who spoke everything that day… everything that he had ever held inside him for all those years, he spewed out the lot and that too in no uncertain terms…. In a sense, she had missed the bus! And along with the bus Him too….

He looked up in the midst of turning a page and caught her gazing at him. He smiled at her. She returned the smile, half heartedly, wondering if she should muster up courage to talk to him. She finally found herself going up to him. Talking, starting off by saying that she knew someone who looked a lot like him. He asked her as any person would, what His name was!! She replied, and he exclaimed – “Hey, that’s my dad’s name! Did you know him?”

That night changed my life… (chuckle)

Here’s the next entry to the ‘And then…’ contest. Just reminding, I am not disclosing the author‘s name now so that we can have a fair voting. The write-ups would be posted in the order I receive them… Here are the rules & hints and here is The Scene…


How could he be here? Is it really him, could it be him, it has to be him, if its him then all that she did all these years was so not worth it. Finally she decided it was him, her grandma Beth’s driver – Harry D (D for Driver). She remembered how he used to drive the kids to the farms, to the lake, to farmer’s market over so many summers, he used to buy them candy pops, egg tarts, paper windmills – oh those days… she suddenly remembered a peculiar habit of his, he used to mumble and chuckle to himself and as a child she always wished to know what he said and why he chuckled…

God has given me another chance, I need to get the answers, I have to fulfill my childhood wish – how did he get here, in this plane in business class how could he afford it? And more importantly what was it that he used to mumble and chuckle?’ these thoughts made her turn back and she was ecstatic to see the seat next to him empty. ‘God totally wants me to know… Harry might not remember me, so I will start’ she thought…

Liz: I’m not sure if you remember me…

Harry D (mumbling & chuckling): you are right dear girl I don’t remember, tell me who you are…

Liz: You were my grandma Beth’s driver, you used to drive us kids around in the summer vacations….

Harry D: Oh which one of those little brats are you… is it you Lizzy? You tiny little girl oh you’ve grown up! The ugly duckling has become a swan

Liz (so it is him… how did this driver get on the Business class of this flight! and I’m ugly duckling…): How did you get here…. errrrr I mean what brought you to Hong Kong?

Harry D: Oh Lizzy what do it tell you… Long story short the day Madam Beth passed away I was very sad and I went to the country farmer’s market to buy a bottle of wine but the shop was too crowded so I waited and i saw a lotto stall, as a kid i always wished to buy a lotto ticket, so I did it that day… and who would believe it little Lizzy, I won. Then I bought some cattle, I sold milk and cheese then after a year I opened a small restaurant and now I have 5 restaurants in Australia. I went to HongKong to learn the art of making stinky tofu, seems to be a hit these days.

Liz thought to herself, the story of this man is commendable, she was inspired… still the more important question lingered and she decided to stay on it. Dinner menu was presented, she chose steak, they talked a lot and drank a lot, exchanged contact info. and were both generally very happy to see each other Liz even forgot about the mumble and chuckle and then… food arrived.

Liz (looking at the steak): This is huge!

Harry D: That’s what she said…

Oh sorry Lizzy girl I should not have said that, I was trying to control all the while but you just walked into it… I’m sorry…

Liz (almost in a state of shock, almost): Ewwww was that what you always used to say and chuckle? LONG PAUSE

Harry D: Sorry little Lizzy, sorry…

Liz: Oh you dirty sick man!

Harry D: That’s what she said…

(Banging his head with his hands) I’m so so sorry Lizzy girl…

Liz ran back to her seat which was right ahead and still managed to bump into 2 passengers tossing their drinks in their food… Disgusted she sat and all the times he must have said those words stared floating in her mind and after a while, she chuckled… it was the most inappropriate and hilarious joke… she had to give this idea to the copy writing division and they could make a write up from this and finally have some real comedy on that lame comedy show of theirs… She chuckled some more…

A year later Lizzy’s company won an Emmy for that episode, and the copy writers dedicated it to Lizzy… She was so happy… She called up Harry D, it was the answering machine.

Liz: Harry D, I know you are a dirty sick man who makes inappropriate jokes but thank you. That night changed my life…

She imagined Harry D playing the message, and chuckled.

MORAL OF THE STORY: always follow your childhood wishes 🙂