Hello beautiful people. Day 3 is here and so is my post. I am writing fiction on human emotions this season (incase you hopped on to my blog for the first time) and my third emotion with C is Cry. You think it's an every day emotion, happens every where.... yeah it's like a regular emotion but wait till the end and you will get a story.
Okay today's post is not as long as yesterdays. It's about 450 words. So read on. Read the rest of the posts of A to Z Challenge here.
A day at the Park
“Komal don’t go too far… play here only”
“Okay ma”, said little Komal as she ran on the soft green
grass of the park .
Komal and her mother came to this park every evening, the
only time when mother got some rest from the house hold works and Komal could
run and play as much as she wanted.
Today mother was sitting on a bench and knitting a cardigan for
her.
Komal liked the swings at the other end of the park, it was
free today and she wanted to sit on it before any one did. But mother asked her
to play nearby.
‘Can she see me if I
go there? May be not… I’ll go there quickly and come back after sometime’
she thought.
She ran towards the swing and finally sat on it. She was so
happy that it was free, the park was not that crowded like other days.
“Baby what are you
doing here? Your mother is looking for you everywhere, she has called you there
at the gate at once…” said Billu the peanut-seller from whom they bought
roasted pea-nuts often.
“She asked me to get you to her at once… come with me…”
“Okay”
Billu picked up Komal and walked towards the exit gate.
“Where are you taking
me? Mother was sitting on the bench that side”
“No your mother has
already hailed an auto and is waiting for you this side”
Billu gave her a pack of pea-nuts to keep her busy for the
moment. When he came out of the park he walked towards the white car parked at
the side.
“Where is mother?”
“Just behind the car”
Looking around Billu didn’t see any suspecting eyes. He
cleverly took Komal inside the car with dark tinted glasses, where his partner
was waiting. They blindfolded little Komal and gaged her so that her wails
could be curtailed.
***
The car stopped near a tattered house in the outskirts of
the town. They carried a now tired and weary Komal inside the house.
“Sit over here, and don’t make a single noise, if you try to
run away I’ll kill you, and I will kill your mother and father one by one”, whispered
Billu into her ears as he opened her blindfold and took out the plug of cloth
from her mouth.
They left her locked in the cold dark room with her hands
and feet bound, leaving her with a bottle of water and a packet of biscuit.
Komal let out a cry but no one was
there to listen to her plea. She didn’t know what to do… she just wanted to be
back home with her mother. She wished she had not gone to the swing in the park that day.
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