When a drop tricked down her cheek, a weak hand struggled to wipe it away, least the crowd around had noticed. A little child hid behind her, playing with her shadow, hoping everything will be okay with Mekha. Only some knew, they had just met and their common hunger united them.
Mekha has lost her identity for years she cannot remember. She's a new person - lost & found, free & lonely, sad & dependable. The luxuries weren't for her and she had little to blame apart from fortune. Subu, the little seeker was her shadow. She followed Mekha everywhere. She lost her way long back....a little on purpose. Her parents were never around and she was ruthlessly abused until it was beyond her years to handle. The irony was she had no idea, with her she carried a little human.
They both looked at the sky, it looked like it would rain soon and they smiled. Another day they may not go hungry...for the rain and the wallet went very well.
Subu nudged Mekha and muttered under her breadth 'should we beg?' Mekha looked down at Subu's dry face and said, "they must never know that you are in pain, for people come and let you believe they have your back and then snatch it away from you"....."cry but alone"
Little Subu hadn't read her books, she hadn't seen any. She encouragingly smiled though. The sky was about to pour and Mekha reached out to the open sky to feel the pure raindrop once again before she would leave her home town, almost certain her parents weren't to be found.
The insecurities grew as the 2 young girls learnt to survive on the dirty streets.
P.S. With the last series response, I'm encouraged to follow up with another. This is our 2nd short story sequence. This is the first part. To read more keep following or sign up to the blog. If you share it, don't forget to tag me @prithaaash
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