Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Operation Con-Narco

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This post is inspired by the contest, "100 words on Saturday" at Write Tribe. 

The topic is, "I knew it was my last day there". I managed to weave a story of 100 words that includes the above line. 

Operation Con-Narco

100 Words on Saturday - Write Tribe

Colossal amount of time had passed since I was sent to the enemy land for an imperative mission. Operation Con-Narco was devised to gather information on the barbiturates that were administered to the soldiers of our country to reveal furtive information. Delegated on this mission a month back, I seduced the doctor who was vitally responsible for the research of the drug. With the chemical equation in front of me, I heaved a sigh of relief as I transferred the information on a secured mail. Seconds later I heard the door open, I knew it was my last day there.   

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12 comments:

  1. Shilpa GargOctober 29, 2013 at 6:21 AM

    Wow! That's a fabulous plot! Loved your take on the prompt :)

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  2. Khushboo MotiharOctober 29, 2013 at 6:53 AM

    Loved the way you have weaved the prompt in your story. :)

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  3. Cynthia VincentOctober 29, 2013 at 10:03 PM

    Thanks you so much Khushboo :)

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  4. Cynthia VincentOctober 29, 2013 at 10:03 PM

    :) thanks Shilpa. Thanks a ton

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  5. NikhilOctober 30, 2013 at 6:16 AM

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  6. ReshmaOctober 30, 2013 at 7:18 PM

    Loved your take on the prompt Cynthia.

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  7. Cynthia VincentOctober 30, 2013 at 11:27 PM

    Thank you so much Reshma :) I have started to eagerly wait for your comments now :)

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  8. Cynthia VincentOctober 30, 2013 at 11:27 PM

    Nikhil... Thank you so much for the award....

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  9. LeoPawNovember 5, 2013 at 8:26 AM

    :) good one. nice take, but somewhere I felt the lack of your usual treatment.

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  10. Cynthia VincentNovember 5, 2013 at 8:31 AM

    Thanks Leo... And may I know what is the usual treatment you are talking about?

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  11. Green SpeckNovember 5, 2013 at 9:28 PM

    Perhaps you should have been more careful :-P

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  12. Cynthia VincentNovember 5, 2013 at 9:32 PM

    :P thanks for reading through...

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