I was proud as I have arranged for fixing the damaged communion-rail in our church. The grillwork is exhibiting my name as “Donation: John”.
My daughter kneeling with me along the row of pews pulled my arm and told, “Papa! Why God has not written on your hands as, “Donation by God”? I was ashamed.
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What was his reply? ;-) Will it be continued in the next 55 fiction story??
Hei! it won't be continued as John has learnt this lesson through the words of his daughter..:)
Hey...! It was really touching! I must say you just struck the right chord!
Thanks Vineeta :) Welcome to my page.
Beautiful!
I guess I have told you before, you are a completely emotional writer!
I rate this one on the lines of the Russian prostitute story you have written some time ago.
Good post, on a ignored topic.
Cheers!
Thanks Pawan for your comment. I can't evade this mood of setting fictions of this emotional string..
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Hey Hi,
Came across yours via Vineeta. Nice blog u have.. Loved this story completely... Strong one, literally slapping on the face... Good... Keep it up...
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Welcome to my blog Bhushavali :) Glad that you liked it.
It has struck the chord well at the right place. Though the kid asked out of innocence, the enlightenment we get is beatitude!
Good one bro!
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Thanks Shruti! glad u liked it sissie :)
Beautiful!!
Simple and touching!! :)
A very meaningful message has been conveyed. We are too much engrossed in the materialistic pursuits that we have not been able to detach ourselves from the 'I, me and myself' of our sense of identity.
I thoroughly enjoyed my maiden visit to your blog.
@ Shilpa
Glad that you liked it Shilpa :)
@ Amritbir Kaur
You reflect my thoughts Amritbir; People often forget that pursuit of happiness is not synonymous with search of money always.
Do visit often :)
We may age, but learning never stops!
Great work! :)
Guria
Glad that you liked it :)
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