Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life. It had been an unusually long one. She would be 100 in a couple of years. Although her memory was blurred now, she still remembered the day of her marriage at the age of fourteen.
And the day when her eldest was born. She was sixteen then. And she didn’t know how to hold the little one. But during those days, there were so many people on whom she could rely. Her husband, parents, siblings, friends…but now they were all gone.
It was funny but she never really missed anyone after they left her. She felt she was connected with all of them through ‘Him’. ‘He’ had been her constant companion since childhood. Her conversations with ‘Him’ were entertaining and sustaining. ‘He’ would be there for her even till the end of the world, she knew it.
She laughed like a girl of fourteen again!
This story is a part of Mondays Finish the Story by Barbara Beacham. This is a flash fiction challenge where a new photo and the opening sentence is provided. The challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words. Click here to take up the challenge: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com
Just when i was feeling excited, it ended 😦
I hope to read the longer version of such a fable sometime 🙂
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Sure…I will. I have been toying with the idea. Here there was word limit so I had no option. 🙂 thank you so much for reading.
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I liked your short story though!
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Well done!
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Good story
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This was a great story with a very spiritual element to it. Very nice!
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Thank you so much for your wonderful reaction to it 🙂
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A sweet story. I’m sure He will come for her when it’s her time to join her departed friends and family.
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Yes…absolutely…only He stays when there is no one around.
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I love the way you wove “Him” throughout the story! This is a wonderful piece on having faith! Thanks Shivangi for writing again for the MFtS challenge! I appreciate your contributions! Be well… ^..^
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Thank you so much Barbara…you too Take care 🙂
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Thanks!
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Lovely story of a life worth living and of a woman who appreciated the joys she was given. Very nice!
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Beautifully summed up…thank you 🙂
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A lovely story Shivangi.
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Thank you for reading:)
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An interesting take on the prompt. Good story. 🙂
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That sounds like a life and a half!
Interesting take on the prompt.
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Thanks so much Francesca!
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What a lovely story Shivangi 🙂
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Happy that you liked it 🙂
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This story is so calming and reassuring. Her confidence in the wake of so much change feels like cooling waters. This is a lovely story.
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Glad you liked the story. This is more or less based on the life of my grandmother. She will be 100 in a couple of years. Someday I will write a longer version 🙂
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Beautiful sentiments, beautifully written.
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Thank you so much for reading 🙂
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Nice story Shivangi! 🙂
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Thank you so much for liking it 🙂
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🙂 You are very welcome.
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Good story, Shivangi. What a lovely peace of mind she has. She’s lead a good life and is not afraid of it ending. She feels connected to everything in life and beyond it. Well done. I love the beautiful Indian fabric art on your blog page. 🙂 — Suzanne
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You summed it up beautifully Suzanne…yes, for her life and death are like night and day. The fabric art is Madhubani painting straight from the heart of Rural Bihar in India. 🙂
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