Before this month of love goes by, I’m sharing five vignettes on love. Hope you find some version yourself in at least one of them.
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Continue reading “Exploring the colour palette of love, one relationship at a time”Notes from an almost-empty-nester
Before this month of love goes by, I’m sharing five vignettes on love. Hope you find some version yourself in at least one of them.
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Continue reading “Exploring the colour palette of love, one relationship at a time”Trigger warning: Depression
It clings to her like tar.
She heads for the refrigerator and picks out a cube of ice rubbing it feverishly over her face, trying to erase its traces.
Continue reading “Tar”Their’s was a dreary home, stuck between scores of others, between open drains and garbage, soot and filth, not a flower in sight. Yet the butterfly hovered.
The little girl reached out and it landed gently, right on her palm. There she sat opening and closing her delicate wings glowing with an ethereal light.
The mother watched her girl’s face lit up with a smile and found it reflected on her own, wiping out the tired sad lines even if for a moment.
As they smiled the tiny creature seemed to get stronger, to glow even brighter and two new colours shimmered on its wings.
“We’ll take him by force,” – the threats got louder.
The chain of kids simply closed in tighter.
The men moved forward.
The children steeled themselves.
Large hands pulled. Small ones resisted.
And then they hit out at the weakest link.
Oh they were smart they could spot the chinks.
One large shove and the deed was done,
Dangling on the chain was the Tiniest One.
Their friend lay exposed and the little ones watched
as they hacked him to pieces with axes and saws.
Edited to add: This post was inspired from an instance in Faridpur, India when authorities decided to cut down trees to widen roads. Over a hundred students, teachers, social workers and nature lovers got together to form a human chain to protest the move.
Linking to Write Tribes Wednesday Prompt Dangling on the chain..
Tomorrow we get back to the last three authors for the April A to Z Challenge!! What a journey it has been. Whew!
Also linking to Ultimate Blog Challenge
Who said children couldn’t be cruel?