The balloon seller kept rattling the toy to make sounds. It was one of the busiest weekends, and the beach was crowded. The young beggars kept lurking around asking him for a balloon. But he shooed them away. It was his opportunity to earn money, reaping the benefits of others relaxing on beach.
As the night progressed it was time to wind up. Most of the cart sellers were winding up too. He counted the day’s profit.
While walking home, he walked to the young ones and gave them few coins. He knew some things could be shared, after all.
Written for Write Tribe prompt – “the greatest love of all”
A brilliant take on the prompt. Appreciate the imagery you’ve woven, and this is a piece where you’ve blended the prompt without actually using the words 🙂 Well done. Do write more 🙂
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thank you.. yeah.. have to try writing more… 🙂
ohh this was so different from the others that I’ve read and also what I managed to scribble…Keep writing 🙂
nabanita recently posted…The Greatest Love of All
how kind of him. beautiful story.
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thank you 🙂
That’s so kind of him 🙂 Nice story 🙂
Swathi Shenoy recently posted…THE GREATEST LOVE!
yeah to be kind, you need to have heart of love.. thank you!!
A different take on the prompt from several I’ve read. But the greatest love…the greatest gift…is doing something for others…nicely penned Archana! 🙂
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yes.. sharing is kind of love i suppose? humanitarian love, maybe..
Vividly described, Archana and can imagine the whole situation. Sharing gives us a sense of fulfilment. Love the triumph of human spirit in your awe-inspiring story:)
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