The Innocent

They came out to join her as she waited, hands on her tense shoulders. It’d been ages since she’d been allowed to meet him. Today they’d finally given in to her pleas.

When she saw him coming, she ran to him sobbing, “Dada!!! I miss you so much!” He swallowed hard, holding her tight in arms that were ordinary except for a band of lighter coloured skin on one finger. There once was a ring there; matching one the woman at the door used to wear.

Looking upwards, bitterly he asked, “Why, God, are the innocent always the hardest hit?”

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14 comments on “The Innocent

  1. Beautifully written and heart touching.

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  2. Heart wrenching. A hard reality!

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  3. shanx says:

    Powerful words, narration, and the thoughtfulness and meaning it conveys! Great job here Preeti! (It would be wrong to use this word but can’t help but write, so “beautifully” written- from a writer’s perspective)

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  4. Lata Wonders says:

    It does seem like that often, doesn’t it! Why are the innocent the hardest hit?

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  5. Gerard says:

    Powerful, yet Simple

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  6. ShethP says:

    Aw.

    “There’s always a reason behind everything and when that reason is God’s, what other reason do you need?” 🙂

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