No more hurt…

She fed them herself. Each rice-ball shaped with the right amount of vegetables, dal, rice ….and love that swelled in her heart. She stroked them gently till they slept, peacefully.

In the morning, the police came. As they led her away, she gave her son-in-law a crooked smile of triumph.

He couldn’t hurt them anymore!

17 thoughts on “No more hurt…

  1. Sometimes fiction sets you thinking, the abused child one of yours, and this one belong to that sort of fiction. Deep

    Me: Thank you Ritu. Had this all planned out as a short story but made do with 55 words! ;)

  2. I just want you to tell me why,
    innocent people should die;
    she could have killed the guy,
    anyways the same punishment will apply.

    Great writing!

    Me: Thanks Govind. As to why she killed the innocent ones and not the guy… there could have been some reason(s). Think, use your imagination. :P

  3. That was one of the best ever 55-ers I’ve read! Excellent, SHail. And very touching too.

    Me: Thanks so much Pal! :) Maybe I will develop into a story when I am not feeling too lazy! :P

  4. (Continuing his rhyme)…

    I liked Govind’s reply.
    If somebody had to die,
    It should have been the guy.

    Me: Nice continuation IHM. Yes of course, it should have been him. But that’s the way the mother chose it. Could have been any number of reasons. :)

  5. Shail.. I am speechless. you make me go deep within and ponder over the words that I just read. simple , effective and very poignant. excellent.

    Me: I am overwhelmed! Thanks Tikuli.

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