Fate’s Spin

Fate’s Spin

Marvin Peabody III came from old wealth.  His old grandfather had been a skinflint who had treated his labor atrociously.  Their numerous readymade clothes mills were more sweat shops than factories.  This bloodline petered out with the birth of Marv the third.

Marvin was a wide eyed gullible soul.  The cut of his soul’s cloth was fashioned after his mother who had been swept off her feet by his father, a dashing rake.  She had been on the verge of becoming the bride of Christ.

Marvin was born within the year and there were limited rejoicings only.  Number One Peabody was reluctant to open his purse strings wider than necessary.  That was good as well as this child was the beginning of the end of the business and Peabody bloodline.

Marvin grew up to be a kind hearted soul.  He was sanguine about the family’s black history and had decided to make all the workers equal partners in the factories and run it like a co-operative business.  The wheel of justice had come full circle with him.  He had been orphaned on his eighteenth birthday due to a horrific fire in the family house.  He had been rushed to safety by his old nanny.  Now, there was nothing to keep him rooted.  He walked off, a liberated homeless rolling stone.    

Marvin rejoiced in playing his violin when he needed money for a meal and a bath.  He was good enough to attract sufficient appreciative dollars.  Life hummed along nicely.  Then something happened that changed him forever.

He had been playing his violin in the subway when he noticed a waist pouch that had been unclipped when a Good Samaritan dropped a fiver in his violin case.  He picked it up and counted a twenty grand wad.  He was stunned.  He wanted to hop on the train and return it to the owner.  The train left even before he could pack his violin.  He scratched his head at a loss for a new plan.

He went to his favorite night shelter and once again searched the pouch thoroughly.  In the inner pocket he found a business card.  It had a travel agency’s address.  He decided to investigate further.   Putting away his belongings in a locker and wearing his good clothes he hurried to the place.      

Marvin did not appear like the down in luck violin player of the subway.  The Good Samaritan (GS) failed to recognize him.   Marvin removed the card from his pocket and held it front of the GS.  He took the card and handed Marvin an envelope.  Involuntarily Marvin took it.  Even before he could utter a word, the GS left in a hurry while talking to someone on his mobile.   Mystified, Marvin came back to his shelter.

He opened the envelope and found a coded list of twenty five.  He and his best school buddy Paddy Bell were nerds.  He called Paddy and went over to meet him.  They tried to make sense of the list at once.   Finally they decoded it.  In their hands they held twenty-five private addresses.  Bell senior was in intelligence and they decided to share the list with him.  Mr. Bell immediately called a meeting of all his colleagues.  Marvin had already repeated all that had occurred a few times, succinctly.  The notes turned out to be a portion of the recent heist pulled at a local savings bank.  The thread was fast unraveling.   Then one of the field hands recognized one of the addresses after cross referencing their significant data bases.   It belonged to one of people of “significant interest” with ties to the Al Qaeda.  It was one of the safe houses of the terrorists and on intelligence watch list already.  The list became extremely valuable.

They decided to install surveillance cameras and other gadgets in all the other remaining 24 locations.  In short span of a month they had gathered enough intelligence to abort a planned attack on the white house.

They had struck gold via Marvin.  This was major breakthrough for them.

They recruited Marvin and Paddy who accepted with alacrity.

Marvin had finally found his calling.

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Face Off

Bolting out of elevator they ran towards the roof.  Several running feet gave  chase up the staircase.  The roof door opened with a bang! Face off!

Every heart present on the roof was pounding! Then a voice begged, “Please come home!  We are very sorry!  We promise never ever to trouble you again! Do come back! We cannot live without you please!!”  Then there was sound of sniveling.  Pin drop silence ensued.  

The couple, who had bolted to the roof, looked at one another in wonder!  Confronting them in their hideaway’s roof were their two sons and their bosom buddies.  Tired by their punk son’s foolish pranks and bad school reports, they had finally called it quits to parenting and had bolted from the house!

The role reversal shocked the kids.  Stuck with fending for themselves alone in their home, they realized their stupidity.  Chastened, they shaped up and started searching for their parents.  Finally they retrieved an old voicemail from the phone log and found them. 

After lots of begging and with their friends as witness to their solemn promise to behave and study in future, the parents relented and returned home.  All was well in their home sweet home finally.

 

Shock tactics struck pay dirt in more ways than one!

 

note:based on an old hollywood flick:)  

Green Beans

Green meant freedom. Green meant owning myself. No more nine to five drudgery. Living life large calling the shots!! I’d be the whole enchilada not a mere cog. That was my repeat one and only dream 24/7. Carrying green wads in pocket, drinking margaritas in tall green stemware with briny rims topped with cute umbrellas.lottery ticket. I put back everything inside the tiny purse and put the purse in my coat pocket and lifted the pretty lady. In the car I splashed some water on her face and opened the car door outside her house. I’d found out her address from her wallet. Incoherently she thanked me and slunk home. I drove off.a mega millions

Last Sunday whilst watching baseball the TV ad had grabbed me. “Mega Millions jackpot is now 135 million dollars!! MY mouth salivated and I scrambled to buy yet another ticket!! One hundred thirty five million could see me through many years and wild dreams. I wanted to win badly.

Everyone had left. I too forced myself to weave my way home. Ten lottery tickets burnt a hole in my pocket heated by raging frustrated fires. Suddenly my boozy weaving feet hit a can and I toppled over a warm body!! My bleary eyes saw me
astride a sexy siren with red hair and huge emerald chip eyes. She was drunk as a skunk. Her tiny purse had regurgitated on the street a lipstick, gold pocket comb, car keys, green filled wallet and

Next morning with morning coffee I compared the lottery results. Bust. I emptied my pockets and remembered the lady’s purse. Just to ensure I did not dream her, I put my hand in my coat pocket. No purse but I found another lottery ticket. I brought that to the table and checked the numbers!! My heart stopped- this ticket had hit the jackpot!
I was swimming in someone else’s green beans!

Lethal Injection

She was feeling suffocated.  Her body was shriveling. “Oh My God, he is going to kill me! I have to fight! I was born after a great struggle.  I will fight them tooth and nail”.  

She came into her own after many a blood shed.  The quiet streets became her stomping grounds.  Anyone vunerable she found,  she overcame, cannibalized. Slowly her tentacles spread everywhere.  Her victims felt like death warmed up.   

The hush could be sliced with a knife!  Everyone watched with bated breath.  After extensive testing a lethal injection had been prepared with no side effects.  Specialists had gathered to watch.   

“My rule is over”. 

Headlines blared.  Medical breakthrough.  Aids vaccine found.

The Pick UP

The Pick Up

 She sat twirling a margarita at the bar!   She licked salt off the rim and wished she could lick the salt off her wounds as well.  His harsh words had cut grievously and she cringed within. Five years of togetherness, a washout.

 

 

His tap on shoulder took her by surprise.  She looked into stranger’s deep mesmerizing eyes and fell headlong.  They left in his well appointed black sedan.

 

After a night of intense love making they fell into a deep sleep.

 

When she woke up, she found herself in a castle lying next to a coffin.

Mirror showed elongated incisors in her mouth and pierce marks on neck, she fainted.

 

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picture from the internet! 

 

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