The rows of of branded stores, roadside cafes,her dream destination Chicago did little to cheer her up today.It had been just 2 days that she landed in her city of dreams for a business assignment.
The initial thrill had subsided and she had this gnawing feeling of missing her daughter, the pain of a mother who lives apart, she could feel it today,
She took out her phone and dialled a number, tears trickling down her eyes.
“Maa I am coming home to India this year, its been 2 years I know. This trip made me realise the pain of a mother.
(100 words)
Linking up with the amazing Rochelle Wisoff for 100 word flash Fiction, thanks Mari Gail for the photo prompt.
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Chartered Accountant, Story Teller, Dreamer, Voracious Reader, Blogger, Mommy to a little munchkin, Shopaholic, Day Dreamer.Passionate about my career in the corporate world and aspire to break the glass ceiling, at the same time nurture my passion for writing. My niche area is short stories, I also write on parenting, sexism, life's experiences, micro blogs and flash fiction. I have won the best Parenting blog post at mycity4kids.com the largest parenting website in India, 4 times and several of my posts have been published in the #MostPopular category on this site garnering millions of views. I also write on Bonobology, Rivo Kids, Women's Web and Youth Ki Awaaz. My blog has been chosen as the Top Indian Blogs for the years 2018-2019,2020 by TopIndianBlogs website and found a place in the prestigious Top 22 Indian Literary Blogs in 2020 @TopIndianBlogs.
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Dear Akshata,
I love it that it was the daughter who finally understood the mother’s pain in separation as well as her own. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks so much for the kind comments I couldn’t have described it better
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You never know what your parents go through until you have children of your own.
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I couldn’t have said it better James! That is priceless and stingingly true
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That’s a lovely story, Akshata. You’ve used a simple, linear construction, but you’ve conjured up such warm, intense emotions. Well written indeed.
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Thx so much Penny, my stories are usually simple- I like to keep them like that as thats what endears to me a reader. I focus on conjuring strong emotions/takeaways!
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It certainly worked this time!
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You are very sweet Penny!
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Hopefully it is a happy reunion. Nicely done.
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Would like to think so. Thx Ian
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Good family love story with a good ending.
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Thx so much Mika
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I have been so fortunate to have my children living so close. We can make the rounds to all four houses if we start out early. I hope she does get to go home!
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That’s super awesome!
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I have family thousands of miles away. I feel for them. Excellent.Akshata
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I can feel it too as I live apart although it’s just 2 months. Thanks for writing in
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Nice twist on this.
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Thx so much Sandra
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I guess you are missing your daughter a lot and this is coming out in your writing. You beautifully expressed the longing of a mother in 100 words. Sending cheers and smiles to you dear.
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Ya do miss her and then I wanted to end the story that way but thought of adding this little twist. Thanks for the smiles and cheer dear Balaka!
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I can understand… don’t worry..All Izzz Well
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Beautifully written, Akshata.
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Thx so much Moon!
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A very long way indeed. I have three sons who all live far away. Sometimes, yes, it is hard.
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True it is hard I feel that as I live apart from my daughter for 2 months.
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Sweet story!
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Thx so much
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I guess she finally walked in her mother’s shoes, so to speak. Lovely story.
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Indeed! Thanks so much Dale
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Yes, the importance of the real world emerges when we stay afar from it. Its good to part away at times so that one can appreciate and live the beauty of our real world again.
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Well said Ravi, the worth of people can be understood only when they are far.
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