I am taking part in the Write Tribe Festival of Words.
And today’s prompt is – Nurture
The tale of two cities
“I would like to visit Lahore one more time before I close my eyes. I want to feel the earth and smell the air of the city that has nurtured this soul,” said the fading poet. His friends and fans nodded in empathy.
A piece of news spread like wild fire in the silence of the night. Hearts raged and blood boiled.
The next morning, he was found in a bylane of Darya Ganj – blood-less, breath-less, life-less.
His friends and fans didn’t feel remorse. One city nurtures, another one takes.
You really have an uncanny sense to weave a strong story with very few words. Now I started looking forward to read your stories more Anshu
Thank you so much Suhasini, that was so sweet of you to say that!
Why did the fans and friends not feel remorse? Did they kill him? Questions ….. questions…… Great story Anshu
Because it was his friends and fans who killed him. That’s what happens when minds get brainwashed
Hmmm. Tragic
Yeah, like Meena, I too have questions! Amazing how you managed to weave this in such few words.
Yes, Jyothi, they were the perpetrators.
I have the same question as Meena. Did they turn on him?
Yes, Suzy exactly!
This is heart wrenching Anshu, the hatred in the name of religion and country- wish it disappears someday
I know Akshata, my daughter already thinks Pakistan and all its citizens are bad. I have a tough job explaining her that people are not bad. But how to tell her about the politicians and the hatred they spread.
Pithy but an effective piece. What have we become in the name of religion.
Thank you Shivani. Religion has consumed us so badly
Politicians drew a line and termed it Border and the two countries were born. A bird could fly over the Border without being asked about its identity, religion or caste . But humans are bound to be questioned.
So true, Kalpana! I still remember the song from Refugee – panchhee, nadiyaan, pawan ke jhonke, inhe sarhad na koi roke. We made the borders and we are limited and dehumanized by them.
Chilling and poignant!! Loved this powerful story of yours, Anshu!!
Thank you Shilpa 🙂
The story left me numb, Anshu. The sense and sensibilities of human beings is on down slide for sure.
Gripping tale.
Agree with you Anagha, we are getting worse every day
Good one!
Thank you!