Saturday, April 16, 2016


Shankar had a simple life. Being married to Kamla when he was nineteen, he had started his own business of garments which satisfied their basic needs.

However, there was one dream he had always harboured - to be featured in a national daily.

As his eyes scanned the newspaper, he felt pride swelling in his chest for the first time in his life. There he was, on one of the pages. He leapt in joy and called his wife, but got no answer.

He kept staring at the newspaper for hours.

The obituary column marked his first death anniversary.

This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - N.

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