UNTIL DEATH



“The whole neighbourhood has moved someplace else. Shouldn’t we do the same? It’s high time; the danger is too near now,” Mariam said, looking worriedly out of the window.

“How can you even think about it? It’s our dream home we built together. We had vowed to live and die here together, remember?” Richard asked, remembering with nostalgia the first time he set eyes on the plot, overlooking the valley. It seemed as though they were perched up in heaven itself, with mesmerizing surroundings.

With constant landslides, their heaven was slowly eroding away. The next monsoon, they did too together.


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6 comments:

  1. Dear Nandini,

    Looks like dream home means nightmare. Nicely done.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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  2. Sometimes you have to give up your dreams before it's too late..

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  3. Landslides = havoc. Well told.

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  4. "till death do us part" - vowed and kept! nice one !!

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  5. Nandini, Good and well-written story. This is much like what's happening in many places these days. It's so very sad. ---Susan

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