Another story on LJ
She stood there, looking forlorn hoping that he would return with the doll as promised. It was the first time that her dad had promised her a gift - her 8th birthday. But this wasn’t the first time that he had left home with a promise to return soon. He didn’t live with them and she never understood why, all her friends’ had their dads with them. She did ask her mother, who answered softly, ‘His workplace is very far’.
Today, it’s her 15th birthday but she still keeps glancing towards the door, hoping to see him there with her doll…..
© Trina Sarkar-Mohapatra, all rights reserved
1 comment:
good move to express continued hope .... what is life if we loose hope the only anchor for survival!
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