Pikku : The Storyteller 👧

As Sarla kept down the phone, tears rolled down her eyes but as she saw people gathering around her she quickly wiped off her tears with the corner of her discoloured cotton Saree and pulled her lips to give a faint smile. For the other people at the old age home, it was just another case, nothing unique. Sarla being a new comer was welcomed in the very procedure as all were. As she kept the phone people gathered around her, consoling her, sharing with her their painful stories to make her feel that she was not the only unfortunate, and finally encouraging her that this is no end of life rather a start. But life in old age home can never be as comfortable as home at least unless one get habitual of it. The gravest pain is emotional and it takes time to fill such wounds. After the bucking up session and lunch everyone went to sleep. But Sarla couldn't. She laid down sideways her tears wetting her pillow when she heard a voice, "Maa". She turned around with a jerk but t...

“ H ey Betty! Look you lost the bet, as always.” cried Rosey when she discovered peeping from the keyhole that Headmiss had ordered a butterscotch cake and not a blackforest cake.  “I never bother to lose the bet. I wish I never lose you my dear.” replied Betty. Rosey couldn’t hold herself on such a sweet reply and ran to hug Betty. Betty and Rosey were two orphan friends. They were each other's world. Such was there love that while Betty would hold Rosey’s hand in dark because Rosey feared the dark, Rosey would sing lullabies for Betty. Both frequently quarreled but it always ended up strengthening their love for each other. Betty was less beautiful than Rosey. One day, a rich couple came to adopt a child. They selected Rosey. Betty overheard them talking to the Head miss,” We would like to adopt Rosey, Miss Middleton”, said the lady. Head miss told them that to adopt Rosey they had to adopt Betty as well because the two can’t live without each other. “We have not planned...