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Tiny Story: Modest

“The boy at the shop across the road keeps staring at our house and smiles whenever I come to the window. Yesterday, I slapped him for that. I am not that kind of girl.”

She repeated her story for the tenth time and looked out of her window at the shop with evident pride. The boy was smiling while he stared at another house. Her face fell.


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I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/

8 thoughts on “Tiny Story: Modest

    1. In India, arranged marriages are the way of life. Having affections for someone often lead to social outbursts and reputation scarring. Hence, most women, even though they enjoy the attention, behave like they hate it.

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        1. I wish my country was as open, even though, man being a pursuer is overrated. If a woman can fly a rocket but she can’t propose a man?

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