The Dancing Shoes (Sunday photo fiction)

Sunday Photo fiction

Akash looked at his latest creation with great satisfaction. He crafted custom-made shoes for his patrons. He put his heart and soul into his work. It was well appreciated.

He had started out two decades ago. Now many like-minded people worked with him. The small room in the back of his house had given way to a big workshop with plenty of light and air.

His thoughts went back to those days when he had run away from home and had come to this city. A person with a dream and the will to work hard can survive anywhere. He had worked in a leather factory. One day he met a dance teacher. Akash loved dancing and seeing his enthusiasm the dance teacher decided to teach him free of cost. Akash loved it and wanted to gift something to his Guru. Measuring the teacher’s feet, he made a pair of dancing shoes. His teacher loved the shoes and told others about them. They came to Akash asking for shoes. Years went by and his business expanded. He was grateful to God and his dance teacher for making it possible for him to live life as he wished.

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Photo credit : Susan Spaulding

The Dancing Shoes (Sunday photo fiction)

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. Due to the pandemic I could not go to the Home for the mentally challenged for two years. I had been going there since 2011. I have started going again. I was happy that some members remembered me :) All of them are an important part of my life. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made our lives richer.

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