Everyday people passed by the statue of the woman; her body haunched and hands covering the face as though in deep grief.
Nobody knew who built it or placed it, near the sidewalk of a busy road.
Though lot of dirt and pigeon poop had accumulated on top of it, it sat neglected, and over the years had become a landmark of sorts of the neighbourhood.
Only one person knew the story behind it, the statue herself.
When her only child died, shocked, she wept so inconsolably; that kneeled, her hands clasped at her forehead she sat frozen in-time forever.
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"She sat frozen in time forever." Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is the worst sort of grief anyone could experience. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
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It is such a wonderful story.
ReplyDeleteTouching story, beautifully told!
ReplyDeleteGreat work! ~ :)
ReplyDeleteTouching story, Nandini...
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'sat frozen in time forever' strong words
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You just killed me with the last line! Beautiful.
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