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Two people leave the hall from different exits. One of them is hurrying.
A man fogs his glasses and then cleans them.
An old man sneezes, and is dazed, face all red. Probably a cold.
An uninterested person picks his nose.
His companion is overdressed and she has realized that.
A 40 something woman there checks in the mirror if her kohl lines are still lines and not smudges.
A 40 something man is solving sudoku.
Another has taken a position that could be that of paying attention or of dozing.
A kid uses his nails to peel off paint from the arm of his chair.
Three people texting on their cell phones, their expressions lit by the display. One of them is smiling.
A well dressed man is there in the front, but not quite present. I wonder what he is thinking.
Is she there in the crowd, looking at me? Yes, then, no. I hope she is impressed by all this. At least a tiny bit.
What do I do after this? May be I can get myself a nice cup of coffee. And plan out next month’s vacation. Again. It makes the vacation seem closer.
The light is on my face. As I look into it, the people fade away and so do the thoughts. Actually the thoughts still stay. May be I will think about them later.
A man fogs his glasses and then cleans them.
An old man sneezes, and is dazed, face all red. Probably a cold.
An uninterested person picks his nose.
His companion is overdressed and she has realized that.
A 40 something woman there checks in the mirror if her kohl lines are still lines and not smudges.
A 40 something man is solving sudoku.
Another has taken a position that could be that of paying attention or of dozing.
A kid uses his nails to peel off paint from the arm of his chair.
Three people texting on their cell phones, their expressions lit by the display. One of them is smiling.
A well dressed man is there in the front, but not quite present. I wonder what he is thinking.
Is she there in the crowd, looking at me? Yes, then, no. I hope she is impressed by all this. At least a tiny bit.
What do I do after this? May be I can get myself a nice cup of coffee. And plan out next month’s vacation. Again. It makes the vacation seem closer.
The light is on my face. As I look into it, the people fade away and so do the thoughts. Actually the thoughts still stay. May be I will think about them later.
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen. Today I stand before you to talk about…“
awesome!…loved the ending:)
Debbie! Thank you!
My first ever comment on my new blog 
Nice nice! A web page all of your own.
I know…! I had butterflies in my stomach this morning…! Aaah, the geek that I am! :-p
Now I am literally looking at it every minute! There goes my productivity.
Hey Kokonad, thanks for your comment on my blog! You have quite an impressive blog and i really liked this piece. Will surely come back for more
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top class!
i think you might be interested in this: http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/14.11/sixwords.html
It is about ‘very short stories’ – as short as just six words! YES!
It contains a collection of ‘six word stories’ contributed by people…
not that I understood all… but some make insightful reading…
@Nikhil
I did not ever know about 6-word stories till I read the link you sent to me. Man, no story even comes close to Hemingway’s “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” There’s such a deep story in it… gives me chills.
You surely know your way around to nice things on the web!
You write well – lovely words in this post, that make me “see” the people you describe. I agree with you about Hemingway’s famous six words about the baby shoes, but there are many six word stories that can inspire you. Six word stories are great – so much is said with so few words, and I believe you could master it too.
I also enjoyed your comments expressing your excitement about receiving your first comment on your new blog.
Teresa Schultz´s latest post – Signs and traffic on the N2 near Hemingways
Thank you Teresa! I truly appreciate your commenting! Welcome to my blog
While I like six-word-stories a LOT, I noticed that a lot of people have also started 55-fiction. Unfortunately I have seen most of those stories end in horrible traumatic tragedy – and now I feel that I can never come up with a happy-ending 6/55 word fiction.
Thanks, and welcome again!
there is something classic about the way in which you write. keep up your good work, koke.
Thank you, Chelli!
I am glad you liked it.