Wednesday, October 07, 2015

Merry-Go-Round



For some strange reasons, merry-go-rounds made me laugh. Was it the sensation of hitting the wind, or the aroma of the candy stall that stayed overcrowded all the time (and mind you I had no money to buy a candy), I know not.

But hey, don't go by the brackets. I ain't poor enough to ride on the merry-go-round.

It was my fifth ride today. My pockets empty, my hunger crazy, and yet I was laughing.

And I laughed. The wires snapped, my cart flew, and I laughed, high above the planes, soaring, laughing, falling.

My world stopped. I laughed.


This 100-words Micro-fiction is shared with Friday Fictioneers.



28 comments:

  1. I love it! You went flying high in the wind laughing. They are just plain fun!

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  2. The word stopping.. I can see deep sadness in this, to be craving and hungry.. it's a little bit like the little matchgirl to me, but I might have misunderstood it.

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  3. Interesting, and slightly sad, take on the prompt.

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  4. Poignant piece. Can you be poor enough to die laughing?

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    1. That's a relevant question. Well, I guess, the answer would differ based on perspectives :-)

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  5. I suppose the moment of freedom and happiness didn't let panic surface. Dying happily is more than most of us will have. Sad, good story.

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  6. This is so sad. To have a hunger like that. Well-done!

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  7. Beautiful undercurrent deep within!

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  8. Whoa! What carefree spirit this one got.

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  9. The life stopped but happily, at least. Felt the sadness. good one.

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  10. Dear Amrit,

    I'm sure he stopped laughing when he hit the pavement. Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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