FRIDAY FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #21-A Comedy of Errors.

Lovely Ron has done it again with his prompt this week…

Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes

Check the prompt out here.

  • Word Count is off! Let’s focus on the theme of the thing. Not many actually stick to the word count anyway. (SUGGESTED-No more than 500 if you want to try that.)
  • Using the prompt of ‘A comedy of errors, WRITE. I love comedy. One of my favorite comics is Tim Hawkins. Reading a recent entry to the challenge reminded me of one of his routines that is my favorite. Enjoy! (REQUIRED)

Ok, so you know I am doing a little continuation of Lara’s love life… Catch up on her background here.

Just Friends Part 11
Good God, what had she let herself in for?
Lara stood there at the door to the local church hall.
Beside her was a rather overexcited Amit, dressed ready for ‘action’. Yoga mat rolled up under his arm, he was looking pretty zen already. He even had yoga pants on, for goodness sake!
And Mel had decided to join them for the class too. She had had a few heavy nights and thought a little yoga and spiritual cleansing would help her detox.
So, here they were ready to ‘check out’ Christian/Krishna’s yoga class.  There were a few people there already, and Lara had hoped they would be able to slip in unnoticed at the back. But what was she thinking?
With Amit by her side, was she ever going to be able to do anything subtly? He was already scanning the room and had locked eyes with a couple of the other men in the class, almost proprietorially.
This was his opportunity to scope Krishna out. Amit was sure that they were on the same wavelength in every way, and another convincing factor for him was that there were so many men in the class.
He walked towards the front of the class and found a space for them to lay their mats.
Right at the front.
Lara tried to hold herself back a little, but Amit grabbed her mat and laid it down before she had a chance to resist.
Mel to one side, already laid down on her mat, actually, she looked like she was falling asleep already, and Amit on the other, limbering up as if he was about to take part in the yoga Olympics.
And Lara, dressed in her baggy tracksuit bottoms and an old tee-shirt from an orange juice promotion they had run at work, saying “Squeeze Me” below two strategically placed oranges.
Well, that’s what you get for leaving Mel to grab clothes for you. Lara had been running late for work, and she called Mel to bring her gym bag, which was on her bed. God knows what she was thinking but she picked up a carrier bag on the floor, that had old clothes in it, things that Lara had been planning on giving to charity.
Krishna was standing at the front of the class, and he looked over at her and her ‘posse’ and gave them a small wave.
Lara sent an embarrassed smile back to him. Mel was unaware… Was she snoring? And Amit, well, seeing Krishna look over, he had turned on his 100 Megawatt smile and was beaming away at the fit yoga guru, who had already turned away, to acknowledge the others in the room.
There was the sound of the door opening and another couple of class members entered. Lara turned around, and saw, of all people, Mya enter, wearing a skimpy set of yoga pants, that showed her pert behind to perfection, and a cropped top that framed her washboard flat stomach. Lara self-consciously sucked her tummy in, under her ‘juicy’tee-shirt.
Then she spotted who had come in with Mya.
Seriously? Neil?
Looking rather embarrassed himself, Neil scanned the room and caught sight of Lara and the others.  He reddened slightly.  Mya had also clocked them by this time too and literally flew over to them.
“Lara! How wonderful! I didn’t know you come to this class! I dragged Neil along today, you have to tell him how good he is going to feel!”
“Actually, it’s our first time here too.  I might just go to the back, you know, so I can see how to do stuff properly…” Lara went to grab her mat.
“Oh no, don’t do that! The front is the best place to learn everything properly! Move your mats over, and we can squeeze in too!”
So this was how Lara found herself, surrounded by her friends (and foe), contorting herself into all manner of strange positions, egged on by the rest.
Neil was taking part half-heartedly, Amit was right there, going along with full gusto, Mya was obviously performing to perfection, and Mel, well Mel was going through the motions, but her late night was catching up with her.
“Right now we all need to breathe in and take up the Tree position now. Stretch your arms up, join your palms, and lift your right foot, and rest it on your inner left thigh. Balance, and breath in and out slowly. We will stay in this position for a few moments. Feel the air going in and out…”
As Krishna was explaining the benefits of the Tree position to the newcomers, the newcomers were struggling with the placement of their feet and balancing.  Just as Lara managed to gain her balance, and was starting to feel the calmness, Mel, who was on her left, felt the opposite, and she stumbled into Lara, who then careered into Amit, who was next to Neil, who squashed Mya… And the next person, and the next. The front row toppled like one legged dominoes. Krishna looked on in horror.
It took a while for everyone to regain their composure and meditative state after that episode.
After what seemed like forever, Krishna announced the cool down of the class and requested everyone to lay down on their backs, close their eyes, empty their minds and concentrate on their breathing.
All Lara had running through her mind was what a complete farcical disaster this evening had been.
Then to top it all off…
A loud noise of, ahem, wind, being released echoed round the room and Lara heard Mel’s voice “Er, sorry!”
This class couldn’t come to an end soon enough!

All feedback gratefully received!

And for those of you that like to, here is an audio link.

18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Writings Of A Single Girl
    Apr 17, 2016 @ 22:47:18

    Only catching up on everything from last week! Is it ok that I’m starting to dislike Neil? Haha

    Liked by 1 person


  2. KL Caley
    Apr 11, 2016 @ 13:35:39

    Haha Amazing – Well done Ritu! I think your tales always make me smile anyway but this one was a good one. KL ❤

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  3. Hugh's Views and News
    Apr 09, 2016 @ 16:09:07

    This is like waiting for my fix of The Night Manager. Now that it has finished, your series has taken its place as my number one ‘can’t miss that series’.

    Liked by 1 person


    • Ritu
      Apr 09, 2016 @ 16:11:48

      Oh wow! That truly is a compliment Hugh!!!!
      There are days I wonder whether there is actually anything here… is it worth pursuing with my writing? And then I get comments like that! !!
      Thank you 😊😍😚

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      • Hugh's Views and News
        Apr 09, 2016 @ 16:16:27

        Oh no, please continue. I guess we all get days like that. Then we open up the comments box and, wow!
        This series is very entertaining. You’ve made the characters really real. By that I mean they are like soap opera characters. They may be fictitious but they almost feel like friends.

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      • Ritu
        Apr 09, 2016 @ 16:18:36

        I am so glad it’s working out!! 😊😊😊 now I need to knuckle down on my other WIP too!!! With renewed faith!!!

        Liked by 1 person

  4. Erika Kind
    Apr 09, 2016 @ 02:06:38

    Haha…. this is the most fantastic series ever…. I love each one and this one is so funny again! I saw myself causing this disaster…. lol!

    Liked by 1 person


  5. Josh Wrenn
    Apr 08, 2016 @ 23:53:14

    Great writing, but also, you should seriously consider doing professional narration.

    Liked by 1 person


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