I fondly kept telling you, Mi, that in our next life, you shall be my little sister. I’d promise to protect you from all those who bullied you, made you cry and tried to rob you of your self-respect with false accusations you never bothered disputing.
And then one day imagine my stunned surprise when I learned there’s someone I could actually call my little sister. I was out distributing my wedding invitations when I literally bumped into this “stranger” who looked so familiar. He talked about his daughter who was visiting India. He was talking about my little sister.
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Vidya, that ending was just brilliant, and just like you mentioned in your Post Script, the fact that you stopped at 100 words added so much more to this post.
That’s nice!
And yes, its nice to have a 100 word post from you too. 🙂
That’s a wonderful, wonderful post Vidya 🙂
Liked the ending a lot !
Congratulations you did 100 words :-D. What a sweet post that was!
accidentally you “bumped” into your little sister while distributing cards. nice 100 word story.
I am touched with your take and the twist towards the end made the story powerful:)
Wonderful ! It is nice to see such a short story from you, for a change. A touching topic, and a nice narrative !
I can’t begin to imagine how devastating this would be….Love and hugs!
OMG! That would be so shocking!! Hugs and ♥, Vidya!
Hi Vidya,
Such a marriage of words and showing such restraint to stop at 100 words. I like that! 🙂
Here’s to an awesome 2014, dear friend.
Penny’s alleged human,
Gary 🙂
Firstly, it’s really unusual to see you stopping at 100 words!
I can’t think of suitable words to describe this situation. Strange? Maybe. Shocking? Maybe. Devastating? Maybe. Actually, a combination of all 3 and much more.
Did the guy realise he was talking to his daughter’s big sister?