Flash Fiction

A Steal Deal

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Date 12 Dec 2019, 23:52

Is your life stuck in the bore of the case that holds your body? Does misery stick to you like a stubborn leech sipping off you? Tonight, the clouds cover the lights freshly harvested on a full moon night. The coldness places its cunning fingers, and pulls the threads of hair on your skin. But the bus you are riding has a perfect cushion to gear up for the night, and the heating pad you bought last month via a lightning deal must just be the cherry on top for a comfortable journey. The plug socket is right next to you, and as the gel inside retains warmth for two hours, you just need to plug and unplug for five minutes every second hour. That’s not much of a bother! But still you think your life has been so messy, no momentary warmth rekindles your desire in enduring that bleak life. You are 34, working as a cashier in a bookstore in a dusty street of a town that you have detested all your life but never had a chance to get out. A location which doesn’t inspire a tiny bit of adoring the feel of books that you so love. You despise your alcoholic widow mother with a weak liver. You don’t have enough money to sustain the both of you. Didn’t the kitchen pipe leak and flood the room the last week? If you had only kept an eye for the deals for a better house on yesapartment.com, you would have not seen this day. You have dreamt your part, but now you clearly foresee a husband not a bit attractive or even well-off. Someone who would have too many annoying habits. Someone who would throw in rice and left-over veggies from the fridge every night, and feed your poorly behaved kids an uninviting meal. At night, you’ll fight to sleep. Now, you are probably scoffing and looking at the subject of the email. So, here’s the deal! You see, the woman on the other end of the street, cradled with enough warm clothes as though she is being held in the arms of the fabric. I know you have been watching her since the minute the bus halted. She is holding a torch, as a matter of fact a wide one, and from its mouth agape billows the white light to whichever direction the woman points it at. She holds it low, but like a gun aiming at the street and rocking it for every vehicle that rushes in. The torch gives sight to the people wary to cross the street on this dark night. The streetlights are dim and not enough, and the rampant cars and buses and lorries whooshes in the madness of the falling night. She is 54, and has been doing this every night for 15 years. The street is accident prone, and you must know that she has saved many a life during these years. Within the next 10 minutes, a lorry carrying logs driven by a drunk driver will swoop its way to your bus. You can, however, change the course and barter all the lives on the bus with that woman’s. As we said, she has saved many a life. This deal comes with a 70% off for a retreat at Menahem Hills, and the rehab treatment cost for your mother at Alpha Cares covered. Chance to grab the offer until midnight! Don’t like life-changing deals delivered to you, unsubscribe.


Ruby Singha did her postgraduate studies in literature at Delhi University. Her writings can be found in Goya Journal, The Alipore Post, The Bombay Review, Narrow Road Journal, and Verses magazine.