#AtoZChallenge – Letter Z – Zeba

Z

The morning after she won her first award, Zeba started her next painting. She crawled on the floor, balanced the paintbrush on her mouth and stroked her way through the canvas.

She was incapacitated and did not want anybody to believe she had been awarded due to sympathy. Zeba wanted to carve her own niche.

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/

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#AtoZChallenge – Letter Y – Yesterday

Y

Dr. Vimal opened the door and found his new patient sitting upright in bed.

As he looked at the young patient, he was struck by the uncanny resemblance with another patient who had occupied the same room years back.

When Dr. Vimal looked around, he saw the old lady standing beside the bed.

“Mrs. Bakshi?”

“Yes, Dr. Vimal. This is my son Chirag.”

Dr. Vimal was shaken. Chirag’s father was his patient 17 years back. It seemed like yesterday. He had passed away without recovering.

Permanent amnesia in two successive generations of a family was a first for Dr. Vimal.

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/

#AtoZChallenge – Letter X – Xenophobia

X

“She is from Ghana?” Ashwini asked.

“Yes, what’s the matter?” her roommate Sameera responded.

“I hate people from that place. I can’t have her as my roommate.”

“What?”

“Yes, I cannot stand people from that country or anyone from Africa. They are ugly!”

Sameera was shocked Ashwini was xenophobic. A very sad state, she wondered.

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/

 

#AtoZChallenge – Letter W – The Wait

W

Revathi was called inside the intensive care unit. Her father-in-law, who had been admitted with a stroke, touched her head in a silent blessing.

Her contempt towards him for years of neglect and the sharp words he had used evaporated that moment. The long wait for his love had finally fructified. She took her father-in-law’s hand and gently squeezed it in acknowledgement.

Revathi saw a weak smile line his lips even as she shed tears of joy.

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/

#AtoZChallenge – Letter V – The Vegetable Queen

V

The sarpanch* sneered at Priyanka who remained nonchalant.

The village’s ‘Vegetable Queen’ was to be announced soon. The atmosphere was charged in the ground the villagers had gathered in.

“Priyanka,” the District Collector announced. The sarpanch was stunned.

Priyanka and the village head were enemies. A feud over an inter-religious wedding resulted in the sarpanch illegally seizing her land.

Undaunted, Priyanka managed a bountiful produce from her little piece of land. She had won against all odds.

*sarpanch – head of a village

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/

#AtoZChallenge – Letter U – Umbrella

U

The lengthy state of idleness was bothering her. It had not rained in ages! She recalled the rainy days and missed the surreal hug of the raindrops as it trickled on to the ground.

Some dark clouds had gathered in the April sky. There would be more rains in her story, the old umbrella hoped.

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/

#AtoZChallenge – Letter T – Teacher

T

TREACHERY or TEACHER? His mind struggled. Vishal looked at the Scrabble tiles – the letters T, E and R on the game-board and H, A, E, Y, C and R on his rack.

A treacherous neighbor had murdered Vishal’s family because of a land dispute. He had miraculously survived. There was the teacher who had adopted and educated him. Vishal could read and write only due to his generosity. The scrabble set was the kind man’s gift for his birthday.

Vishal decided that TEACHER would be a better choice and placed the letters neatly on the board with a glowing smile.

Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/