She looked up and spotted the familiar face from sit out on
the first floor of Babu’s old age home. She
smiled. You couldn’t miss that man-child even if you wanted to.
He picked up his end of the tin-can telephone, ‘What’s that,
Meera? That?’ pointing to her bag.
‘I’ve got some food
for all of you.’ She spoke into the other end.
‘Food? For me? I’m hungry, very hungry. I want food.’ He
climbed on the railing, in an attempt to reach her, still holding the tin-can
telephone.
‘No, stop uncle. I’ll come upst…..’
But it was too late.
Gosh!!!!!!! its too much, making me smile and gasp with such little words...lovely post :)
ReplyDeletethank u.
DeleteOMG! That's so tragic!
ReplyDeleteLiked your plot of the story, LP :)
my first attempt at 100 words....i was not even sure i could write in 100 words! im more used to the longer format of story telling, so it was a challenge. thanks.
DeleteNice. . . :)
ReplyDeletethanks.
DeleteLife and relationships keep on changing the shades...
ReplyDeleteit does...
DeleteReally...
ReplyDeletestrange life & strange relationships...
Awww... why couldn't he have just waited :( Can't imagine what Meera must be going through :(
ReplyDeleteLovely story in 100 words...
senility is the bane of old age...and esp. when someone's forced to stay in an old age home...add to that not enough food on the plate.... :(
Deletethanks for connecting.
nice plot.. tragic.
ReplyDeletetragic yes..
Deletenice representation!!
ReplyDeletethank u!
Deleteso tragic; sudden and unexpected.
ReplyDeleteindeed so...
Deletenice one!!
ReplyDeletethank u..
DeleteHeart wrenching...a tragic end...but i suppose old age is all about...the support unintended...and people at old age often realize they are burden to their family...and thus...!!!
ReplyDeleteyes Anjan, all they need is a little love. it is sad how children can think of their own parents as burden..
DeleteTragic! Loved the way you brought up the twist in the end! Touching story!
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