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Insult

"Please speak in a low voice Dheeraj, neighbors are listening." Arvind said to his furious son who was abusing him for giving a share of property to his widowed daughter. " I don't care about them Dad, she don't have any right on this property, cancel this deed or face this insult daily." These words were bitter even more hurtful in front of twenty something people and that too from her only son for whom he had done so much in life keeping his head high in front of these neighbors.

He never cared for himself in front of his necessities. When he required money for business he gave all his provident fund money to him, his wife died in hospital due to lack of money as all his Fix Deposits were spent on his foreign studies. Dheeraj's push brought him back from memories. He wanted to say something , to abuse,to slap him but how could he when he never hit him shout at him even when he was a child. He didn't want to believe what he was experiencing but circumstances brings out real characters, it was then when people show you who they are, believe them. He moved out silently and went to his lawyer friend to claim back his house, business and other properties from his son. He wanted his reputation back.

He remained in his daughter's house during court trials. With court's orders Dheeraj's business and all properties were seized until any decision in this matter. Dheeraj never thought that his old weak father would drag him to the court. All his strut fell on his face, he had no source to run his family. He went crying to his father for forgiveness." Dad ! Think of your grandson he is just three years old where will he go?" He remained unmoved under his emotional pressure and offered to take care of his daughter in law and grandson until he got some decent way to feed them. He apologized and regretted for what he did but Arvind closed the door of his house for him after closing door of his heart being unable to get rid of the insult he received from him in front of his neighbors. He couldn't forget that money overcome his years of selfless love for him in seconds.
People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

This post is written for Write Tribe Wednesday prompts

Survivor

Her husband dragged her to their bedroom and closed the door from outside where his bosses were waiting for her like wolves surrounding their pray. She wished she new then what she knew now about her husband's greed. He could go to any extent for his promotion and when dinner didn't worked he served her wife to them.

The raped her one by one. Next day instead of accepting her fate and remain quiet she went to the police station and complained about her husband and his bosses. It's better to be a survivor than to be a sufferer.

Linking to Write Tribe's 100 Words on Saturday 2014 #14

Broken Door

"My heart goes out to this man who had lost everything in these riots," Minister spoke to the media pointing towards a man standing in front of the hanging door of his broken house.

"We know reconstruction of this village needs elbow grease but we will put our best foot forward for this task ," that man was silently listening to him.

"You say that I should prevent this but my hands were tied being not in the state government but I have a gut feeling that they will understand me and I will be back in power," the man near the door was still watching him silently.

He moved forward quickly which removed the already hanging door and slapped the minister as he was also hand in gloves with the rioters.

He was up in arms against him for trying to take political gain of this situation.

Linking this post to Five Sentence Fiction and Write Tribe's Wednesday Prompts

Run Away

"Run away with me,happiness is waiting for you."

She trusted him and leaved her poverty-stricken village life for a better future in the big city. She had two younger sisters her success would benefit them also. Rajiv told him that even a servant in city earns more than a village collector, she was educated and could earn even more there. She loved him that's why went with him. But quite quietly he left her in a brothel for money. She jumped off from brothel's terrace and quite quietly the news of her death was also buried with her.

Write Tribe's 100 Words on Saturday #12 : quite quietly.

Taking part in A to Z challenge and Ultimate Blog Challenge

Today's alphabet is R and it's UBC DAY 21.

Large Heart

Large Heart - A Drabble

Larsen Villa was known to everyone as the home of elderly couple with large hearts as they gave shelter and food to the orphan and homeless children. It was known as an orphanage to the authorities where these twenty something children also get education. It was known as a heaven for children to villagers until two kids ran away from the Larsen Villa and told the horrible truth to the police. Old couple were showering this conditional love to abuse,molest and to sell them in cities as servants.They were absconding when police raided but all children were rescued.

Part of Write Tribe's 100 Words on Saturday 2014 #11 prompt: conditional love

Taking part in A to Z challenge and Ultimate Blog Challenge

Today's alphabet is L and it's UBC DAY 14.

Frozen

For him it was a routine,she would be his twentieth prey. She was in an inebriated state. He set the camera and unclothed himself." Just do it man she is all yours now." He said to himself as he went to the bed to take off her cloth. Suddenly the door knocked. An unexpected visitor was waiting for him with the police. He was frozen to see him. He was her father,he slapped him and gave to police.

She signaled her father through a mobile app as she smell her intentions. Stay alert don't frozen in love blindly.

100 Words on Saturday 2014 #10 at Write Tribe : An Unexpected Visitor

Wednesday Prompt 2014 #10 at Write Tribe: Just do It

Taking Part in A to Z Challenge and The Ultimate Blog Challenge.

Today's alphabet is F and its UBC Day 7.

Berserk

"Boys and girls,we are going for a trip tomorrow," utterance of these words by their teacher brought excitement to the class and opportunity for David to express her love to Ana as this was their last year college. He felt her heart begin to heal from the pain of betrayal in her last relationship and she could be able to understand him. He was ready to express his feelings in the bus when it suddenly stopped and everything ended. Newspapers headlines next day read ,

' MAN WENT BERSERK WITH ARSENAL OF GUNS IN A COLLEGE BUS'
NO SURVIVORS, VALUABLES LOOTED.

Taking Part in A to Z Challenge and The Ultimate Blog Challenge.

Today's alphabet is B and its UBC Day 2.

Sharing this post on Write Tribe 100 Words on Saturday 2014 #9

Tit For Tat

Monika refused Rahul's proposal to be his friend when he hold her hand in the public."She looked most beautiful when she answered his misbehaviour with a slap on his face. He went in anger and confronted her with an acid bottle in his hand on her way to college."I will break your pride baby."

He opened the bottle and raised his hand to throw it on her,suddenly a cricket ball banged into the acid bottle. All acid spilled on his entire body. She had the last laugh when he screamed in pain which he wanted for her.

This post is part of 100 Words On Saturday 2014-4 and Wednesday Prompt 2014-5 by Writetribe

Punctured Tyre

"Damn,the tyre couldn't have chosen a better time to get punctured." Divakar shouted but restricted himself to speak abusive language as his kids eight year old Aaliya and six year old Aarav was with him. He was going to drop them at school. He was not late but the road where his tyre get punctured was going to be sealed by police as protesters headed by Chief Minister were going towards Ministry of Home Affairs for demonstration to sack some police officials.

Police was sealing the road to halt their movement. Divakar knew that protesters were soon came on this road and than it would be impossible to pass the way. He was in favor of that protest since he at several occasions became a victim of police atrocities and corruption but he didn't imagine that the protest would have such an adverse effect on common people like him. He came out of the car to change the tyre when a police officer asked him to quickly took away his car.

He saw a huge crowd coming towards police barricade shouting slogans against police and the central government. He looked at his children they were crying out of fear, he stopped changing the tyre and locked his car. He crossed the road with his children to go away from such noises but people were coming from all directions,they were in attacking mode. He took his children and stand near a media van " I think this is safe,stop crying they will soon pass that road", he consoled both the kids.

Soon crowd passed that road towards their prescribed agitation spot after pushing and hustling with police. Divakar came towards his car to change the tyre and noticed that his hand was wounded in running and crossing roads. It was difficult to change the tyre with wounded hand,he looked around. A policeman was watching Divakar. He approached towards him," Brother I think you need help." " No, I can do it myself." Police officer took Band Aid from his hand which he was trying to apply to his wound and helped him to put it right. " You are afraid of me? " " N... No...", Sir,sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye , your hatred against me is clearly visible in your eyes and I can feel it," he started changing the punctured tyre. " But it's not your mistake some of us have indulged in many criminal activities which made our image bad in public's eyes but we all are not the same."

" We worked all day and night in difficult situations,on holidays too to ensure your safety and what we got for this nothing. Today also we are protecting a man who was against us because it's our duty anyways your tyre has changed, now go your children are getting late for school." Divakar was unable to say anything,his children thanked the officer. He was speechless,he drove the car to school thinking about the other side of the issue. His punctured tyre helped him to inflate new thoughts in him.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Write Tribe's Wednesday Prompt 2014 - 4 : Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

Broken

She made herself ready not only in physical appearance but also mentally to answer her three year boyfriend's marriage proposal. She was ready to leave her parents for him as they were against them.Little did she know that he was already married with two children before she visited his home. Her trust has broken.

This post is written for 55 on Friday by Write Tribe ,prompt: Little did she know.

16th December 2012

She wanted to be a doctor. As elder sister she also had made many plans for her younger brothers. Her parents had struggled throughout their life,she had desires to make them happy and then she had also dream of her marriage. All those dreams were shattered on that horrible night of 16 December 2012.

Dreams - Festival of Words 2 - Day 7

For Write Tribe Festival of Words 2 ( 8 - 14 Dec. 2013)

Read all my entries to the festival here.

People Power

Her husband came drunk daily and beat her not only inside the house but also outside in front of the people. Most people enjoyed this show some sympathized with her,but no body came to stop his husband. One day she stopped him when he raised his hand instead she slapped him in return. He became more furious but now people gathered around to save her.They scolded him and warned for police complain.

As god supports the brave so is the case with people. One should first stand for oneself then people power stands for you and supports you.

People - Festivals of Words 2 - Day 6

Part of Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2 ( 8 - 14 Dec. 2013)

Journey

After reading spiritual books,listening spiritual teachers he started considering all relations,all things in this world futile. He wanted to meet god and for that he went to a journey to sacred places. He left no place and traveled every pilgrimage regardless to any religion.As much he travel his anxiety increased more and he was unable to find god. He found no result in his meetings with different priests,maulvis,pandits,etc. One day he encountered a hermit who told him to go back home because god was there only. He returned without understanding his meaning.

When he reached home he saw his mother and father in very pathetic condition without him. He used to be the sole earner of the family without him they were unable to fed themselves properly owing to their limited resources. He cried after seeing them in such condition." How I can find God leaving my parents in this condition. To make them comfortable in this age was my first duty, I was running from that to have God?" He hugged both of them and apologized for his wrong doing.

He had spent all his savings in this traveling to search god. He would start again his journey of life. But now he was certain that he need not to travel the world to search god. They were with him.

One can't get god by hurting others,Bulle Shah once said that :

मस्जिद ढा दे ,मंदिर ढा दे ,ढा दे जो कुछ दिसदा,

पर किसी दा दिल न ढावीं,रब दिलान विच वसदा।

Break down mosque,temple and everything in sight,

But don't break any one's heart, God in it resides.

So travel you inner self to have a glimpse of God and don't hurt others.

Travel - Festival of Words 2 - Day 5

Taking part in Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2 (8 - 14 Dec.2014)

Standing Ovation

Dikshit returned to his native place to meet a man without whom he would not be a famous singer and music composer. His family never liked his inclination towards music and singing. He was banned from singing at home. At that time an old beggar who used to sit at the corner of the road was his only companion. He sat by his side and sang with him. He praised his voice and encouraged him to sing more.

His encouragement made Dikshit to participate in school singing competition in front of a famous music director who liked his voice so much that gave him a chance in his next movie project. After that Dikshit never looked back. Initially his parents protested against his singing but later when they saw his fan following they also supported him. In all these years of fame he never forget the man who gave fire to the spark in him.He was the one who told him that music is life, an inert body starts moving when gets the sound of heartbeat.

As soon as he reached there he went to that road corner where that beggar used to sit but he was not there. He came to know of his address from a nearby shop. He visited his home without wasting a second. When he reached there he found he was not there also,in fact he was no more in this world,he was dead. He met his son and said to him," Your father was my first audience he used to listen me daily and praised my singing which encouraged me to sing further." " But how was this possible my father was deaf from his birth." That was a shock for Dikshit, a deaf man was the reason of the standing ovation he was receiving. Sometimes talented people get lost in the darkness of this world without getting their real worth for the lack of encouragement. That old beggar understood his love for singing and gave him courage to face the world.

Music : Festival of Words - 2 Day - 4

Part of Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2 (8 - 14th Dec. 2014)

Books

His father died when he was one. His mother worked hard to enroll him in school so that his fate would be different from theirs. He also loved books and knew their importance in changing destiny. He was definite that books will be helpful. Today these books helped him to buy medicines for his mother.

For Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2 ( 8 - 14 Dec. 2013)

Day 3 : Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2 Topic: Books

Six Words Memoirs - Food

A set of six word stories showing two contrasting images.

1. Worked Hard. Feed Children. Slept Hungry.

2.Lavish Wedding. Abundant Dishes. Food Wasted.

Day 2 : Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2, Prompt : Food

For Write Tribe Festival of Words 2 ( 8 - 14 Dec. 2013)

Diary Confessions - 2

That photograph reminds me of my youth of my good old days I spent with you. Those memories still brings smile on my face. I remember how you used to forget all your day's tensions after seeing me smiling. But your ambitions took you away from me. Away in your world surrounded by materialistic pleasures,filled only with money. I waited for you whole life and still waits for you with a smile on my face so that if ever you come to me in tension you forget them all to see me smiling. My eyes still search for you.

Day 1 : Write Tribe Festival of Words - 2 Prompt : Memory/Memories

I am taking part in the Write Tribe Festivals of Words 8th - 14th December 2013

Alienation

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He started going out of the class when he knew that everybody was talking about him being a HIV positive. He had this experience in his previous school as well where all his friends started maintaining distance from him when heard that he was suffering from AIDS, feeling of alienation was more painful than suffering from a deadly disease. Aisha one of his classmate ran and stopped him,"Where are you going?" " Back home.You all knew about me now things will repeat." " I'd do things differently." She embraced him and kissed on his cheeks.Others also pull him inside.

The Boy: Write Tribe Wednesday Prompt 27 November 2013

100 word on Saturday 10 : I'd do things differently.

Note: 1st December is World's Aids Day. Treat AIDS patient equally.

Diary Confessions

Had I looked back? I think I have not. I have not looked back to those promises I made with her, to her eyes which always wanted to see me close to her,to those moments which I can not buy today with enormous money I had, I never ever looked back to her love. But still the smell of old books brings her face in front of my eyes which she used to hide with them. That peacock feather which she kept in them takes me to her. If I had forgotten her then why this happens? Why? Why?........

100 words on Saturday -9 prompt: Had I looked back.

Wednesday prompt: the smell of old books

Enlightened

"He is a God's man,only he can connect you to God. I am listening him,attending his religious ceremonies,donating for his charity work and you won't believe how enlightened I feel in doing all these things." Rajesh was praising his spiritual guru in front of his friends,another friend of his came and said," So ,you think you know it all about Baba", "Off course!" " Let's put on the TV." All news channels were showing breaking news of baba's arrest in child molestation case.His ashrams all over the country were also under government scrutiny for illegal possessions.