Prompt #5: “You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter. Today’s twist – Approach this post in as few words as possible”.
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Gasping like a Boston Terrier, I finally found a spot at the sidewalk to rest. I rushed my wearied body from 6 hours journey on train towards an empty bench. I set aside my luggage and placed the overloaded plastic bags. The pack of candles dribbled from a bag as I crammed the things bought for dad’s Birthday celebration afterwards. I peeked at my watch – 2 hours left to catch for the party. I snatched the candles, and thereafter spotted a strange grainy paper on the floor. I murmured, reading the handwritten letter:
“All my life, I blanketed to sleep with a soft, knitted dress. She’s no longer in my life, but I could still feel her presence, her luscious scent, her mellow voice. She has given a gift from heaven – a beautiful daughter. I haven’t seen my Babygirl for many years. I have lost count of time and days. I have lived for 80 years, today marks it. I wished to meet my daughter again; I imagined she portrays her mother, with the prettiest smile alike. But I could not see my daughter, my eyes could no longer see the world.
With my heart left to cherish, it still beats my love for you, Babygirl.”
The phone buzzed rudely and my heart skipped a beat. With trembled hands, I fetched my phone and gaped at the screen – ‘Daddy Calling’.
NOTE: THIS POST IS CREATED FOR MY PARTICIPATION IN THE ‘WORDPRESS (BLOGGING-U): WRITING 101 CHALLENGE’.