DrabbleA Story by anandboseIt's a DrabbleI come to
life at 3 O’ clock. I am ignited for taking the lucky draw. I play truant. I
choose numbers according to my lucking. Sometimes I select the same numbers
like 6666 and sometimes I select different numbers like 77562. Late in the
evening, humans see the numbers that I have drawn. Many in fits of
disappointment rubbish their tickets into the dust bin. The chosen lucky are
few. Some people complain that I am rigged by the ruling party of the state.
The winning prizes usually go to the districts of the ruling party domain. I am
put to sleep now. Every day at three I wake up. © 2019 anandbose |
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Added on April 1, 2019 Last Updated on April 1, 2019 Tags: Drabble, Flash Fiction, Allegory AuthoranandbosePathnamtitta , Kurianoor, IndiaAboutThere's a joke about me that when I was baptized I pissed on the cassock of the priest and my tryst with iconoclasm being then I am a Hellenic Philistine, an Existential Nihilist, a staunch Epicurea.. more..Writing
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