Sunday, September 27, 2009

Colours - Vermillion

[This is a work of fiction. The characters and situations are purely imaginary, and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended.

This story was inspired by a comment that Dipali left on my blog a couple of days back.]

“Durga, heat some milk for your father.” Her mother when she was five.

“Durga, you can’t go to school. Your mother needs you to mind the children.” Her father when she was ten.

“Durga, so what if he already has a wife. Do you think we can afford any better?” Her parents when she was fifteen.

“Durga, we need the money. You have to get back to work.” Her mother-in-law a week after her daughter was born.

The irony of her name was never lost on her. Why bother to name her after a Goddess, when everyone knew her fate?

Drabble(n) -
an extremely short work of fiction exactly one hundred words in length.

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dipali said...


Rayna M. Iyer said...

Inspired by your comment, Dipali. In case you did not guess.
Wait, let me edit the post to include that.

Elizabeth Spann Craig said...

Very interesting! I hope she's eventually able to break free...

Mystery Writing is Murder

Anonymous said...

Brilliant and biting short story. Might be fiction but it is so based on the life of so many young women. Unfortunately.

Helen Ginger said...

An amazing story. Tight, focused, universal, short yet far-reaching. Loved it.

Straight From Hel

Elspeth Antonelli said...

Wonderful writing exhibiting that less can indeed be more.


Rayna M. Iyer said...

Fiona, Helen, Elspeth - thank you all. I'm blushing so much, I think it is visible even under the tan!

abha said...

so true. The irony is profound.

Rayna M. Iyer said...

It is, isn't it? The most beautiful names wasted on kids who's parents will never let them live up to them!


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