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hen loneliness embraced her or whenever
darkness of nights engulfed her, several unanswered questions would suffocate
her. She would wonder for the nth time why her little sister, Naomi, hated her;
ignored her would be appropriate she would correct herself.
The stiff child she gave birth to?
The doctor’s statement that she can never bear another child? Her husband’s premature
death? The failed attempts for re-marriage? The loneliness that conquered her
forcefully?
She didn’t know why…
Nothing was her fault after all.
I still love you, she would whisper
to the air hoping that it would carry the message to Naomi.
A haunting piece.
ReplyDeleteThanks Talya :)
DeleteChilling! Another gr8 take on the prompt..
ReplyDeleteThanks Nabanita :)
Deletepowerful little story.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kalpana :)
DeleteA story full of emotions!
ReplyDeleteThanks madam :)
DeleteEmotional one and very well written. I feel some questions are best left unanswered and let go.
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Thanks Vishal :)
DeleteAah! Hope the winds carry the message to Naomi for her!! A fab story!
ReplyDeleteThanks Shilpa :)
Delete"Nothing was her fault afterall.." A touching tale.
ReplyDeleteThanks Payal :)
DeleteWhat a sad little story. Wish Naomi would understand.
ReplyDeleteMe too...
DeleteMay be with time...
Thanks a lot :)
It's such a sad piece on unrequited love. It hurts but you've scripted it so beautifully that one can feel the pain and agony.
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http://vishalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2014/01/04/100-words-on-sayurday-2014-1-my-little-sister
Thanks a lot Vishal :)
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