The Wait (Sunday Photo Fiction)

Sunday Photo fiction

He was old and tired. Waiting for the end seemed endless.
He remembered those long ago days when he and his fellow workers had moved from forest to forest with their employers, cutting trees by the hundreds. It had been a dangerous job. However careful one was, there was an element of uncertainty. Many lost their lives crushed beneath a falling tree. That uncertainty had added to the excitement.

He never realized that destruction of trees meant destruction of the planet. Trees were cut but no one planted saplings in their place. In those remote and large tracts of forests cutting some trees did not seem to make a difference. But now trees were being cut everywhere and concrete jungles were taking their place.

He did not remember when he started feeling guilty about all those trees he had cut. It had been just a job but over the years the feeling of guilt had grown. He was suffering but there seemed to be no escape. He was growing older but Death was not coming to take him away. He was being punished for no fault of his.

Why was God taking so long to answer his prayers?


Photo credit : Susan Spaulding

(200 words)

The Wait (Sunday Photo Fiction)

Categorized as reflections

By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I used to go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. Covid-19 has made it difficult for me to go there regularly. Hopefully I will be able to go there again. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.


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