The Silver Box with Red Eyes: A Long Sidlak on Microwave

Daily Prompt: Automatic 

 

He was then

three only, he was spending

Summer vacation at my

House. One noon, I was writing, Didi was

Washing his clothes. He ran to me with BLACK

Face. Frightened.

Before, I asked him what

The matter was, heard a beep.

It was our microwave that was on. And

The automatic RED light, with the beep, of the silver box, that had scared him so much.

 

From Poet’s Desk:

I’ve taken again liberty to extend the genre of Sidlak. To know more read Sidlack: A New Format I Stumbled On & Fall in Love–Instantly & Insanely.

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Author: Sangbad

A published poet. Avid Reader. Favorite authors (few) are Satyajit Ray, Saradindu Bandyopadhyay, Bankim Ch. Chatterjee, Jhumpa Lahiri, O. Henry, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, etc. Music lovers. Love to hear Rabrinda Sangeet, Anjan Dutt, Enrique Iglesias, Mozart & Beethoven (though can't say which is who's symphony). Dislike to get clicked. Love to be self (introvert).

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