Fiction 1 – The Stranger

I was coming back from work. It was one of those rainy days with very low visibility, thunder, and a scray lightning. As I got down from my bus and started walking towards my apartment on a narrow lonely street, I saw a stranger standing there.  Tall guy, he was trying to light a cigarette and seemed annoyed by heavy rains. He appeared entirely drenched.

I started to walk more swiftly, as I passed by him, he called out to me,”hey, you .” A chill ran down my spine, and I ran. I ran like my life depended on it. For a moment it felt like I was racing against life. The stranger too started running behind me and shouted, “Hey, wait.”

I dashed and entered my apartment, the watchman looked at me with a surprise, as I was walking towards my wing with bated breath, he said “Madamji, your bag”. I stopped and turned around. I asked him, “What bag?”. He said, “Madam, your bag is open, the front zip, the wallet is about to fall.” I just stared at him, there was a blank on my face. The stranger too reached my apartment. For a moment I felt like a complete idiot, but I was happy that I was able to run without falling down.

The stranger stared at me, his eyes locked to mine, asking me a question, “did you really think I was going to ?..”. I looked away and started walking to my wing. I walked a few steps, turned back and looked at him. He just smiled, lit his cigarette and walked away.

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Vinay Leo R. · October 14, 2017 at 12:46 pm

Guess you didn’t wait with bated breath to find out about the stranger. But I guess not every time, the stranger would be looking to help. So the instinct would be “better safe than sorry”.

Sreedeep Chennamangalam · October 14, 2017 at 5:39 pm

Oh, I was worried that stranger had sinister intentions. But you can’t always trust strangers. Nice piece!

Aesha · October 14, 2017 at 9:18 pm

Nice narrative. It had me at the edge of my seat. But it is a scary world out there. we have learned not to trust.

Keerthi Vydyula · October 15, 2017 at 12:31 pm

Ah i agree with vinay here. Not every day is ours to be on a lucky side…its better to look out for our self at all times! Loved the narrative it was gripping…

inkingexpressions · October 25, 2017 at 11:56 am

I was actually reading it with the bated breath of what would happen next. Glad it turned out against my fear and hers as well! The fear well portrayed.

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