School and the bicycles (Sunday Photo fiction)

Sunday Photo fiction

Asha and Usha looked at their bicycles with quiet satisfaction, parked it and walked into their school. They lived in a small village by the side of a river. In their village there was only a primary school. The high school was in the neighbouring town, four miles away. Asha’s father had walked the distance every day, to and from school. But she had heard her mother say that those days were different. Times had changed and it was not safe for girls to go alone. No one could be sure about the type of people taking note of their daily movements. It was better to take precautions instead of being sorry later.
One day she heard her parents talking with their neighbours. Their daughter, Usha was her best friend. She wondered what they were discussing. She and Usha felt the quiet excitement in the air.
One morning, after the exams, a small truck drew up near their houses. To their delight they saw the driver bring out two beautiful yellow coloured bicycles. The parents came out and the girls were too excited to speak. They stared at the bicycles in silent rapture. Their problem was nicely solved.

(198 words)

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( Photo credit : Susan Spaulding )

School and the bicycles (Sunday Photo fiction)

 

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( Yellow Oleander)

 

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 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. I did not go there last year. There have been so many changes in our life, we will always remember the year 2020. 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.

2 comments

  1. I love bicycles. They bring so much into life.People respect them too. When I am biking, I feel safer than in my car. Thanks for sharing the story of Asha and Usha and their yellow bikes!

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