Quaint are the ways of life

I'm taking part in the Write Tribe Festival of Words -3

Legs resting on the opposite seat, head on the window grills she sat there motionless unaware of her surroundings. The last few days had been wretched what with the fights, the tears and the pleadings. But Raghav had been unrelenting. Finally unable to take it anymore, she had packed her bags and boarded the train to Mumbai, her hometown; the place where she knew the medicine, the therapy to her wounds lay.

The sound of metal scrapping on the tracks, followed by a violent jerk and the train came to a sudden halt. Just above the din, the commotion she heard someone say, “Woh petsae thi.(She was pregnant).” Her heart missed a beat. What could be the reason? She got down and slowly moved to the spot of the accident only to find a pregnant cow lying dead on the track.


Playing with words is real fun isn’t it? So I decided to be part of The Third Edition of Write Tribe Festival Of Words . Today is Day 1 of the festival and I am linking my 9 sentence fiction here along with the others. Do show some love to all the posts at the linky by taking a few minutes of your valuable time off and reading them.It sure is going to be a feast worth savoring.

By the way don’t forget to leave your footprints in the form of comments and suggestions. Your words mean a lot to me.

About Geeta Nair

Born in Independent India to two really wonderful people who cherished and nourished me with great care, I consider myself lucky to have had the best that life could offer me. Lucky to have had the best education , the best sibling, the best husband, the best daughter,the best of everything that I could ever want, Love to live life on my terms .

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