Thursday, July 14, 2011

Entry #8

The Last Shot
by Kunjal


"Please move a bit, I want click the perfect shot” shouted Rohan.

“Not again” I muttered.

“A little more”

“Not a single inch now!” I shouted back.

For the last fifteen minutes he has been trying to get a perfect shot of me with the sun setting in the background. I was tired and bored now and the heat made it worse for posing.

“OK!I will manage” said Rohan

The next thing I heard was a thud and his voice echoing in the valley

The rescue work started immediately but I could read in their face that there was little hope. We had come here on vacations and now I was all alone without him.

Unknown faces gathered around me to sympathize and talk about the accident. They were still searching for the body.

"Is this the same camera?" asked the police inspector in charge.

It took all my courage to nod my head.

“We will need this for evidence. You can keep this for the time being”

He handed me the camera. With shaking hands I held the camera. No more sure what to do. I scrolled through the pictures. This was the last shot.

23 comments:

Aimee Laine said...

Interesting take on the photo. Nice to have that be the last one and leave us wondering how our narrator interpreted it. :)

j a zobair said...

My first comment didn't show--I hope this doesn't end up twice!

My favorite part of this was the juxtaposition of that moment of (mild) irritation with such a profoundly life-changing (and in his case, ending) moment. Isn't that how it is in real life? We express small (or large) irritations with the people we love most, and then something happens and we wish we could take it back. You've captured that nicely!

Cath Barton said...

Clever ending!

Jade L Blackwater said...

sad. I wonder about his character... was he the type to always be looking for the *perfect shot*?

Mikki said...

Interesting piece; very thought provoking. I'm left wondering what really happened, and the eventual aftermath thereof.

Thanks for sharing!

fairyhedgehog said...

I wanted to see what that last shot showed! This worked well for me.

Aniket said...

Sometimes looks do kill. An artist would go to any lengths for his muse. Any. Lengths.

Kunjal said...

thanks for the kind words:)
the last shot is the "elemental" phtograph itself.

Peter Dudley said...

@Aniket: Or to any depths.

A sad tale, and I feel for the main character. Poor dear.

bluesugarpoet said...

Great twist - I like how you ended with the photo! ~Jana

Dottie (Tink's Place) said...

Great use of the prompt, too bad that was the last of the photo shoot...

Dottie :)

JaneyV said...

I like your take on the picture. Tragic thing - dying for your art.

Old Kitty said...

I loved the ending - the last shot means so much more here! Wonderful! Thank you, take care
x

Richard Levangie said...

Kunjal...

The story is certainly powerful, and you do a fine job of capturing the boredom. Of such small things are our lives created and broken.

Michael Morse said...

This is a very clever bit of writing, seeing the idea of a last shot, then having the skills to pull a story from it. Well done!

Scribblers Inc said...

Very interesting take...infact, I feel this is one of those few pieces that have a 'direct' take on the picture, if you know what I mean.

wishes
Mithun.
#72

yamini said...

So did he keep moving back until he fell down?
I liked your take on the click..
nice piece!

Rabid Fox said...

Didn't care for this one in the beginning, but the clever ending won me over.

Erratic Thoughts said...

Crap!what an instant hit!this is one of the best ones around...:)

Linda Ryan-Harper said...

that's an unkind wrap of a photo shoot...strange how a tragic scenario can be transformed into an enjoyable read...

Aidan Fritz said...

The opening with her annoyance pumps up the shock when he dies tragically. Nicely written.

Aerin said...

I didn't think of him as an artist so much as wanting to get the perfect picture of his sweetie. That's what makes the twist such a punch in the gut. Sad :(

jason evans said...

Yikes. I could see that sort of thing happening. What a way to go. Well executed!

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