40 years ago, our little village had been mired in misery and poverty, the target of brutal Government suppression.
The villagers kept suffering in silence, till one day, Grandma decided that she’d had enough. Thus started the weekly Lamps of Life festival, during which everyone in the village lights a lamp and releases it into the river.
PHOTO PROMPT © Carla Bicomong
And wonder of wonders, our fortunes took a dramatic U-turn since that day. Everyone became filthy rich, and the Government goons left us well alone now.
Using the lamps to send our cocaine downstream to the city had indeed been a genius plan.
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100 words.
Written as a part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The objective is to write a story in 100 words or less based on the weekly photo prompt. To read many more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
jagahdilmein 
Too good to believe. Gods smile, when a lamp is lit. Many lamps may do miracles.
Thank you so much
That was such an amazing twist at the end.
Thank you so much Sonia.
There had to be something but never had I envisioned this.. you must make a Bollywood movie tell ya!
Ha ha ha, thank you so much for the encouragement Akshata.
That was quite a twist at the end! Totally unexpected. What an enterprising drug lord Grandma was.
Thank you so much Lynn
My pleasure 🙂
Haha, go Grandma!
Fingers crossed 🙂
So that’s why these lanterns are so popular these days!
Absolutely. What did you think?
🙂
That made me laugh
Then my job is done. Thank you so much Neil.
Neat twist in the tale, as always!
Thank you so much Di
🙂
That’s nice little twist at the end.. wicked grandma😉
Thank you so much Priya
Great twist, fun story 🙂
Thank you so much Granonine
Burst out laughing at the end, Anurag! Well done!
Ha ha ha, thank you so much Dale
Nice one, Anurag! The perfect cover for smuggling!
Thank you so much Penny
LOL! What a great last line.
Thank you so much Alice
as they say, necessity is the mother of invention. but the question is, how long will this good “fortune” last?
They’re making hay while the lamps shine 🙂
Ha! Ha! No Godfathers needed when Grandmother is around, fun twist at the end.
Thank you so much Subroto
Power of
One!
Just FYI – the flow of your fiction was disrupted because the photo is in the middle
Of the 100 words – I missed the coke part – and does such a short fiction need to be separated ?
But then again it is not that big of a deal – but the photo credit is part of the fiction when you read
Aah, got that, thanks. I do it because I like to use the photo where it is coming organically in the story, but valid point, will be more mindful of it now on.
well I think i can figure it out if you keep it that way – lol
Very neat.
Thank you so much YS
Funny. This and the mermaid one have such clever twists on what is actually being sent out in the boats. I imagine the government officials have their hands full now, what with all the coke addicts in the city!
Thank you so much 🙂
Clever twist!
Thank you so much Liz
That last line made spit my coffee. What a great tale, starts so innocent.
Ha ha ha, thank you so much.
Ha! I love the twist at the end.
Thank you so much
What a twist?!
Thank you so much
Dear Anurag,
Here I was…all set for a spiritual experience and, wham!!!! I’m glad I wasn’t eating or drinking, I would’ve spewed! Brilliant.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Ha ha ha, thank you so much Rochelle
What a big stash you have, Grandmama – very funny take.
Thank you so much Jilly
What a great last line. I love the way Grandma thinks!
Thank you so much Jan.
Didn’t see that ending coming. Who would have thought Grandma would have come up with such a plan?
Thank you so much