Stuttering Swami

This story took second place in the 150 word wonder contest, week of 3/20/2013

Stuttering Swami

Silence surrounded several swamis sitting serenely. Suddenly, something sounded suspicious. Standing, Swami Sammy saw several small schoolchildren scrambling southward. Staring sublimely, Sammy screamed superlatives, some slowly straggling sideways, searching space; stalking scrambling schoolchildren superbly. Someone shook Sammy’s shoulder.

Sensing severed silence, Swami Smith stood, silently scribing something. Sammy seemed shocked, Smith’s scroll said: “Sorry, Swami Sammy, swamis shouldn’t speak, so summarily, Sammy shall serve seven seasons shackled.”

Since sinfully speaking several strong sentences, Sammy stayed silent. Seated, shackled, starving, surviving seemed suffice. Smith soon started silently sneaking, slowly, seeming somewhat somnambulant; sorrowfully seeking Sammy. Swami Smith sought Sammy’s smile, saw subconscious signs, seemingly saying: ‘Speak Swami Smith, speak.’

Sitting sadly, Sammy seemed surprised, suddenly seeing Swami Smith. Smith screeched: “Stand, Swami Sammy, should speaking swamis seem shamed? Should some self sacrifice? Shall sound successfully sever silence?”

Swami Sammy smiled, saying: “Surely, Swami Smith, speaking seems simple.”