One Frame Stories (OFS) looks at exploring the different perspectives that each one of us have of our not so different lives. We all come across the very same things in our daily lives, yet interpret it differently, gathering awesome insights which leave us inspired for another day. We look forward to your stories to help inspire a few more.
PaK1: "Dude, why do I have the feeling that somebody should be cheering down there?". PaK2: "I know, right? We should be glitzy dressed and beautiful." PaK3 and PaK4: "We feel like dancing and squawking. As a duo." Leader: "Guys, better watch out for some food. We don't have time for dreams." Little did they know that in their next reincarnation, the five souls would meet again and they would become the most beloved K-pop band in the world. Their debut song, "Unwanted tree" wooed people. It had been Leader's obsession from his previous life. His stubborn persistence paid off.
"Dad look... that woman is being abducted... he's probably flying her out of India, far from her home. She looks all alone and vulnerable, let's go and help her." "Yes I see that son, let them be." "How can you say that dad? Don't you always tell us the story of our ancestor who bravely fought the evil king of Lanka to save the noble princess? Shouldn't we do the same?" "Yes my son I did... but those were different times... however in today's situation, she's probably safer outside India. Let her go."
The last gun's boom shattered the evening's eerie silence. Smoke billowed from the horizon. An orange blaze was raging hungrily. Sharp wails rent the air. Corpses lay strewn, occupying every inch of the arid landscape. The stench of death was overwhelming. The trees could not bear it, so they had shed their foliage long back. Darkness enveloped. The vultures appeared, slowly circling the landscape. Perched on the dead branches, they surveyed the scene. And pursed their lips in quiet delight. They knew a feast awaited them. Tonight. Tomorrow night. And many more nights. For they knew it was war.
Every vulture has its ugly profile as if God hurriedly did not quill its features. Yet it’s pure voyage with inflamed eyes that see the dead as they leave the deceased; it alights amid the dry around the hilly peaks. The featherless faces appear like a hanging cloak from the face of the sky. There in the middle of the fields of death, the wings are like an impulsive shady cuirass, cruising like an ancient idol connected in air. They go into the sky swathed in fine light watching souls depart the colossal earth.
At One Frame Stories, we invite you to share your ideas and perspective with the world in form of 99 words stories.
“One Frame Stories is a concept initiated to showcase how different people have varied perspective about the same thing.“
“With One Frame Stories, we also intend to encourage people to write and share stories with us and by people we mean anybody and everybody who can write, want to write and are hesitant to write.“
“A photograph is shared, on which you are to write a story in 99 words or less. The story should be based on your perspective of the photograph.”
A photograph is shared, on which you are to write a story in 99 words or less. The story should be based on your perspective of the photograph.
A new frame is published every Friday based on which you can share your story or perspective in 99 or less than 99 words. Your story should be strictly based on the given frame...READ MORE
The team at OFS will evaluate the story based on the submission criteria which includes the word limit, the language and your stories connect with given frame. The OFS team has the..READ MORE
The stories for each frame will be published every Friday, i.e. one week from the day of publishing the frame. Only those stories that are approved by the team at OFS will be published...READ MORE
A photograph is shared , on which you are to write a story in 99 words or less. The story should be based on your perspective of the photograph.
FRAME 132: Last Date of Submission June 21, 2018SUBMIT OFS