My Cup Runneth Over

Photo courtesy of Alexis Ortiz

The crowd flocked outside the magnificent abbey was looking not towards, but away from the abbey. Their eyes stood wide-open, and they stood transfixed. And the reason for this phenomenon was a sight that was truly bewitching.

A woman of mature years, dressed like a Nun,  was dancing in the square outside the abbey.

She was dancing with gay abandon, as if there was no tomorrow. Her limbs flowed sinuously with the wind, her body swayed gracefully to an unheard rhythm, like a snake writhing to captivate its prey. She jumped and pirouetted like a girl of sixteen, and the wild, joyful expression on her face could have risen the dead.

“Who is THAT?” a man asked a Nun standing next to him.

The Nun replied in a matter-of-fact manner, “The Mother Abbess!”

“WHAT???” cried out the crowd surrounding her.

“Yes, she’s got some really good news today,” another Nun piped in.

“What? She’s been promoted to the Vatican?” asked a wise guy.

“Even better,” another Nun replied, “she’s just come to know that Maria is getting married to Captain Von Trapp, and won’t be coming back to the Abbey!”


190 words.

Written in response to two challenges:

Sunday Photo Fiction – August 4 2019




About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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4 Responses to My Cup Runneth Over

  1. And that’s how you solve a problem like Maria. 🙂

  2. bearmkwa says:

    ohhhh, that is hilarious! Especially the last line! I’m sure the Mother Abbess was more than happy to see the real “Maria” married off as well. I can picture the whole nunnery dancing behind her in sync, and maybe singing something out of “Sister Act” to boot. What a joyful and funny image here!

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