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The relatives pored over the wedding album oohing and aahing over the photo-shopped poses.

“Oh, look at this picture! She’s blushing so much.” Exclaimed one

“Of course, it must our Sunny beta’s love.” Gushed another

Inside, a red-faced Neha grit her teeth; “it’s the damn sun and not your nincompoop Sunny” she wanted to scream.

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Word count: 55

Written in response to the day 4 prompt " her face reddened" at the Drabble week for marathon bloggers.



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  1. Had a good chuckle at this one!;))) Enjoying reading your posts. Keep writing!:)

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    1. I'm glad to give you a reason to chuckle, Mayuri and I enjoy your writing too :-) thank you!

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    1. hehe, Bikram..glad to bring a smile to you :-)

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  3. Ha ha ha! Nincompoo Sunny eh? LOL Good one Uma!

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    1. thank you and welcome here :-)

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  5. Newly wedded and she's already on the nincompoop stage. I thought that came only later.

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    1. recognizing a nincompoop may not take a long time, I think, Tulika :-)

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  6. Ha, not something Sunny would like to hear, I gather ;)

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    1. And something that Neha wished he'd :-)

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