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“What if I don’t survive?” Mariam asks her mother.
“You will my dear.”
“But, the weather will be harsh and hot. The burning sand will hurt my bare feet.”
“It will hurt only for a while. After that, it will motivate you to get to your destination.”
“But the desert is so vast. It will take me days to get to the other end to meet Abba.”
“Yes, three days at least. But you must go if you have to live.”
“But…”
“Don’t worry, dear daughter. The most beautiful flower always grows in the harshest of conditions. So will you.”
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 12th February 2016.
Enjoyed your take on this. We must move to grow
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DeleteWow!! Good one Soumya!! :)
ReplyDeleteThe last sentence sealed it <3 Wise words of a mother.
ReplyDeleteThank you my dear <3
DeleteOh my heart! I love the message of courage, hope and letting go that these 100 words convey. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you dear Shy! <3
DeleteEverything will be all right!
ReplyDeleteHappy V'Day, Soumya :)
Happy V'day to you too Anita!
DeleteA beautiful way to make a point
ReplyDeleteThat was good motivation!
ReplyDeleteThanks Anita!
DeleteWow! Felt like a paragraph from a Khaled Hosseini novel.
ReplyDeleteReally? Must be the name I used :)
DeleteProbably the name :) and the desert ,hot sand , 'Abba'.. I am a fan of his writing BTW
DeleteMe too! :)
DeleteGood motherly advice.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story with a lovely, endearing message :) enjoyed this!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ravyne.
DeleteStrong and beautiful story :)
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteDear Soumya,
ReplyDeleteWords of wisdom from a strong mother. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you Rochelle.
DeleteLoved the message of your story. Very true!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Raj.
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