She was crying . Her love of life was no more.He is now an immobile pale corpse resting in the coffin.As she saw her dead husband, a deep grief knotted her stomach , and her salty tears flowed down the cheek incessantly.
After the cremation, she turned back and heading to her home,still sobbing, she felt a kick in her womb. She then reminiscent his words "where ever i might be, a part of me will be always with you". Tears suddenly stopped and smile widened .
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55 Fiction :- 55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words.
14 nice people who replied back:
anu ps: ilove u novel chaduvu...
vinitha--> yeah! i read that novel already..,it is indeed my my fav book.. :)
a kool blog .... way 2 go buddy :)
Thanks pavan... nice to have you here :)
kool mama....really nakaithe chala nacchindi.... u rock ra..:)
Thanks mama... this is my fav post tooo.. :) , baga raasa anipinchindhi... :)
"where ever i might be, a part of me will be always with you"
this line is awesome...
Thank you Rajitha! :)
Itz jes awsum !
Thank you vasanthi.. :)
anuroop.. a surprise is waiting for u in ma blog...
Thank you gowthami , that was really so sweet of you :)
Touching 55! Beautifully penned! especially loved this line "where ever i might be, a part of me will be always with you"
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