
The Song Within
Words 100
She was late. All because of the cook. And so inconsiderate of him to take the car.
The signal turned green and the surging crowd spilled on to the road.
It was just February and already so hot.
Oww her shoes hurt.
Not as much as her piercing barbed comments.
Cursing, she hurried ahead of the riff-raff.
A melodious voice rose above the traffic din. “aaaa~aaaa am the one of happy colors.”
The next winner of Voice India!
She slowed down.
A garish electric blue sweater wearing strange mismatched socks limped past her.
Wait.
Not socks but a prosthetic leg.
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*Main hoon khush rang Heena – a Hindi movie song.
Written for the Friday Fictioneer – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and Marie Gail Stratford for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.
Thanks for reading and for sharing your thoughts.
Beautiful story D, one that gives us a profound life lesson.
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Ah thanks so very much my friend 🙂
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Welcome 😊
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I have to admit I am confused by this one, Dahlia…
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Appreciate your frank comment Dale 🙂 I attempted to show how we take things for granted, get irritated at the slightest inconveniences and forget to count our blessings. She is on her way to office on foot, rushed, irritated and then she hears someone crossing the road along with her singing a joyous song – who she realizes is an amputee.
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I realise it was what you were trying to convey. I think it’s because I took some parts too literally and not so much as thoughts crossing her mind.
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I do that all the time – taking things literally 😀
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😊
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Counting my blessings right now.
Wonderful story, Dahlia.🙂💕
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Thank you Moon 🙂
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Beautiful message”count your blessings…look at him…yet so happy, i envy that…
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Thanks 🙂
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Just keep singing! Nice snapshot.
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Thanks Iain 🙂
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You’ve constructed that story well, Dahlia. You pile up all the frustrations of the day, small and large and then show us the prosthetic leg. ‘Show don’t tell,’ doesn’t come neater than that! Well done!
BTW for my cultural education, am I right in guessing that the her in “Not as much as her piercing barbed comments” is the mother-in-law of your main character?
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Thanks Penny for such an awesome comment – I am smiling from ear to ear! And yes you are right regarding the MIL but only partially! She was actually worried about her boss who is quite a terror but then at the last minute I replaced the word boss and deliberately made it ambiguous so that it may extend to an evil MIL as well 😀
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Most bosses are like the stereotypical mother-in-law anyways 🙂
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True that 😀
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It is the “her” that confused me…
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the “her” got me too, Dale.
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I’ll have a look at “her” for sure 😉
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What an imagination Dahlia! Super.
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Ah thanks Rupali! How I wish that were true – the last bit about the guy singing the song is all true 🙂
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You are a good observer.
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😀🙌🤓
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It’s a lovely snapshot of a rushed day, frustration building up and suddenly something happens that makes us remember how blessed we really are 🙂
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I couldnt have explained it better – thanks so much for a lovely comment 🙂
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Munsifein takdeer mil jaayega toh puchhenge hum
Kis bina pe jindagi ka faisala karata hai tu
Great read.
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Wah wah kya baat hai! Thanks YS 🙂
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Dear Dahlia,
There’s an old saying that goes, “I cried and cried because I had no shoes until I saw a man who had no feet.” Your story reminds us to be thankful for the blessings we all have.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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That is one of my favorite mantras – count your blessings. Thanks Rochelle
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Sometimes it takes someone with real issues to make you realise yours aren’t so bad.
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Exactly, thanks for stopping by.
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Great story. These days when I walk with dodgy and painful knees, I remember running down the escalators and sprinting for the buses. But I am thankful I can walk unaided and go to my various classes.
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Absolutely – thanks Ferdi. Have a great Sunday
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Like the person who complained of having no shoes until he saw a man who had no feet. Well done.
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Thanks Linda 🙂
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Indeed there are those who are worse off… the second story I have read about someone lacking legs.
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thanks to her husband for taking the car. otherwise, she wouldn’t have learned a great lesson. 🙂
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😀 True that! But some credit to her for observing and learning right?
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but of course. 🙂
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reminds me of, “I cried because I had no shoes until I saw a man who had no feet.”
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True! Thanks for visiting Russell
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The shoes said the daily suffer of the woman.
I love the image, Dahlia!
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Thanks Amy for taking time to read 🙂
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