He gazed at the motley of colourful woolen garments that shone amidst the crowd assembled in the City Center for their daily morning prayer. He loved watching this ritual, where all residents of the city conglomerated to thank the God every morning.
It was winter, the season which was meant to be his; but alas, not anymore.
As the people shook hands and went their respective ways, the poor Sheep shivered in cold. He was sheared last week, his wool now keeping the people warm. He walked to a corner, sat, and closed his eyes, counting his last breaths.
This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - S.
I have always thought whether these sheep won't feel the cold when their coat is been ripped off... Sad!
ReplyDeleteSad indeed :-(
Deleteoh my! heart-wrenching... :(
ReplyDeleteYes it is :-(
DeletePoor little sheep :(
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DeleteAwwww :( Someone give Sheep a blanket :(
ReplyDelete:-(
DeleteOuch. that hurts to know..!
ReplyDeleteworth giving it a thought..
Yes I agree.
DeleteOh! The poor sheep.Very impressive,Amrit.
ReplyDeleteOh poor soul, what harm humans cause to animals daily. Good one!
ReplyDeleteThat's so sad and really heart-wrenching.
ReplyDeleteSad and true :-(
DeleteOuch! This hurts. The things that some animals have to undergo for the sake of mankind.
ReplyDeleteIt is actually cruel that God made it that way.
Perhaps we can use technology to create artificial wool, instead of causing pain to the sheep.
DeleteI have never taken animals so seriously. You are making me feel so bad :p
ReplyDeleteok :-(
DeletePoor sheep. Why can't they shear him before winter anyway?
ReplyDeleteTouching post. Wonderful writeup!
ReplyDeleteThanks Bushra :-)
DeleteSometimes we take too much to protect ourselves. Great read.
ReplyDeleteThank You Meenal :-)
DeleteThis is heart wrenching :(
ReplyDeleteSad it is :-(
Deletemoving tale.
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
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