Deciphering my truth
Today’s 100 word-bite is written on a picture prompt from Pobble. The link to the prompt can be found here.
Picture Credit: Chris Mitchell |
I hold the picture in my hand, a
replica of the giant graffiti that looms up wide before me. Memorialized as a
national preservatory, sealed off from further modifications, it beckons me
closer to decipher my truth once and for all. My heart racing, I look down at
the tiny, sharp red cross in the picture and flip it over, the instructions
already read a million times over. I light up the charcoal and let the fumes
glaze over the spot in the graffiti. Neat, distinct alphabets come alive.
Seventeen years later, I finally know the name of my father.
replica of the giant graffiti that looms up wide before me. Memorialized as a
national preservatory, sealed off from further modifications, it beckons me
closer to decipher my truth once and for all. My heart racing, I look down at
the tiny, sharp red cross in the picture and flip it over, the instructions
already read a million times over. I light up the charcoal and let the fumes
glaze over the spot in the graffiti. Neat, distinct alphabets come alive.
Seventeen years later, I finally know the name of my father.
Heheheh. I guess it would have!
Wow!That must be some moment!!
Thank you 🙂
Thank you, Aparna!
Your stories are so beautiful to read as well. I always liken them to Amar Chitra Katha types, they all have a message in them!
Thank you for the encouragement!
Beautifully written
Wow… Superb imagination 👏
I can never imagine like you.
Very creative and touching.
Thank you, Bharati!!!
Thanks, Sujit!!!
Captivating..
Intense and artistic …