The Fallen Nest
Nayan heard the thud outside the
window. The nest had fallen on the road…
She rushed out to have a look. The
distress call of the birds filled the air. She felt the shrills and tremors.
Her house, her nest came crumbling down too…
...The fallen nest had saved her precious
life!
No One Remembers!
Off late she had been behaving
little strange thought the old man. May be it’s the empty nest that is
making her long for company, attention and much sought after busy person
stature, he mused.
Now that her birthday was
approaching at a faster pace than ever, the grumpiness seemed to have grown in
proportion. He thought of a plan to make her
day special without letting her know of his moves…
“No one remembers”, thought Liz
and opened the door in the morning at the call of the door-bell and saw the
gifts with her name written in large print on them!
Are You Ready?
It seemed eternity for the darkest
part to be over. She had been direly waiting for
that ray of hope as the ray of sunshine
had failed to dawn on her.
But not today… after receiving a
generous donation!
Today she was going to see
something that was her companion since childhood…she knew it only by its feel. “Are you ready to see the world,
Anjali?”, asked the Ophthalmologist in ever assuring, gentle voice.
Smiling, Anjali took out her box
of colour pencils and tears clouded her view!
---By MocktailMommy Anagha
All the three stories were part of #SaturdayPrompt for #MicroFiction held by Write Tribe
All Pictures courtesy Pixabay
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