All About The Bling

PHOTO PROMPT © Janet Webb

My uncle Bob was one of a kind. He was different in his own way, just like me. Probably that’s why we got along so well.

We have just one life, darling. We might as well as sparkle”, he used to say.

He liked shiny things. He used to dress in bright colors and wore matching earrings. He was a happy person, positive and always smiling. But, the family hated him. Maybe they were not used to seeing so much happiness on one person.

When I got home with his remains, I was not surprised to see the ash sparkling.

This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 14th July 2017.


22 comments:

  1. I thing its more of being jealous.. most people are jealous of seeing others happy ..

    I love bling too :)

    Bikram's

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  2. Some people can't stand other people being happy especially when they are different. Good one, this.

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  3. Innovative and a real bubbling with life read. Great.

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  4. Bob was obviously a great character and much loved by your narrator - a great portrait of a strong and resilient soul.

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  5. Superb fiction. I love your uncle. People could not digest more happiness. So they vomit it sometimes.

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    1. True. People just can't stand to see others happy.

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  6. Oh, this is too, too much fun! I love the sparkling Uncle. Kudos.

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  7. I love the way you play with the characters.

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  8. Hahhahahah, loved Uncle Bob, and this delightful story!
    We all need to find our own happiness, irrespective of what people think.

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    1. We sure do. Thanks for reading, Mayuri :)

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