They have had an ‘illustrious’ career. Not long ago, the bull with flowery pattern had died while attacking a school and killing innocent students to please ‘his’ God. The other bull was a suicide bomber who had turned a vibrant city into a morgue.
They died dreaming of 72 virgins, who were waiting for them in their idea of paradise.
But life after death turned unexpected. There was a dark void up there…no virgins…no God! All they heard was screams and abuses of the dead. They begged for mercy, pleaded, cried, rotted, got dried and burnt…
Finally, they were transformed into colourful sculptures of two beasts and sent back as Peace messengers …to warn others…!
The other terrorists found them hilarious! They twisted their horns and took pleasure in spitting at them. No one heard whispered messages of the bulls – peace and repentance.
As their doom neared, the scared bulls looked helplessly at the angry sky and shivered.
(This post is written to condemn heartbreaking terrorist attacks all over the world)
This is my entry to the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the lovely Priceless Joy. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate. For more information, please CLICK HERE. Thank you S Writings for the lovely picture.