Saturday, October 16, 2010

55 word fiction

Charity
He touched me outside temple
I turned round.
“Please give me a rupee.I am starving’
I was angry the beggar touched me with his dirty hand.
I ignored him
He strode a few steps and fainted on road as a speeding car ran over him
The rupee coins meant for charity jingled in my pocket

10 comments:

  1. of what use is charity...if not given at time of need...............

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  2. :( full of pain...could feel the intensity!

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  3. very touching and meaningful... i am glad i read it in the morning... beginning of a day is the best time to get a new thought settled in our minds...

    regards,
    rugma...

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  4. very sad. but should help needy people. u have very well said about the beggars. even though they r unhygienic should not degrade them. very well written.

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