Saturday, May 11, 2013

55 word story: The guava tree





The axe man appeared. They were pulling down the guava tree.

Memories flew.
Its branches had nested my childhood; its leaves had aged alongside me.   Now, in our twilight years, we were both at our children’s mercy.

“We can’t afford his medicines anymore,” I overheard my son.  

The axe struck. Tree fell with a thud.....  






15 comments:

  1. Beautiful yet again! Touching and heart breaking....

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  2. :( painful n sad.. beautifully expressed.

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  3. Hi Rat. yes, it's a bit of a satire this time.....but i am not quite satisfied with the way i expressed it....55 words proved a bit less i reckon

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  4. they say it right !! ur best at this format !! absolute beauty Ritesh !! Super Like

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    1. Oh well thanks.......I dnot know who you are referring to

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  5. Well said and yes it was a complete story in mere 55 words..wow

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  6. I used to have a Guava three In my backyard a long time ago, at another place. Your heart touching story brought back those memories. Thanks :) Well written.

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