“ Roby, I’m bringing little John home tomorrow, after signing the papers,” Rebecca spoke to Robert, as he looked at her with a smile.
“Fr. Patrick was really so surprised and happy, when I chose little John; he needs our love as much as Ronald did , you see”, she said.
Tears welled up in Rebecca’s eyes, as she thought of Ronald, Robert’s younger brother.
He was a young boy of fifteen at the time of Rebecca’s marriage to Robert, and she had loved him as her own son from her very first day in the family.
The real cornucopia of patience that she had been blessed with since her childhood helped her care for Ronald, the way his physical challenges demanded.
Despite all the care, love and prayers, the inevitable loss that had happened two years back, left her life in a void, longing for some love.
“ I’m sure we can give little John as much love , care and happiness as we gave Ronald,” Rebecca said, looking at Robert with moist eyes.
“ You took Ronald with you, when you left ; don’t you think I need someone to love and care for as long as I’m here, to have a life of purpose?”, she questioned Robert, smiling through her sadness.
Robert continued to look at her with a smile on his face, from behind the frames of his photograph.
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The first part of Rebecca's story can be read here.
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The first part of Rebecca's story can be read here.
The Write Tribe Festival of Words- 3 has begun ! Join us as we journey through a maze of words till the 8th of March, weaving our way out with a fresh challenge each day :)
Linking this to the post for Day 1, the challenge being a "9-sentences fiction". More details on the prompt for the day ,and some wonderful commenting tips can be found in this post.
Rebecca is an epitome of selflessness and sacrifice. A beautiful story penned. Hope little John fills up the void in her life.
ReplyDeleteYes, Kalpana ji. I hope so too. Thank you :)
DeleteA sad but beautiful story of love and compassion that are rarely seen.Why do you have to bring two tragedies in the same family except for providing a twist at the end to your story.It has left our eyes moist.
ReplyDeleteYeah , that was only for the twist. But as you might know, there are many families like this, where tragedy is a slice of life. Thanks a lot, KP Sir :)
DeleteI agree with Kalpana too. Rebecca truly is the epitome of sacrifice.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Michelle :) I'm glad you're able to see it.
DeleteOh God. This is so sad. The last line depicts Rebecca's real sorrow. Wish she finds solace in bringing up John!!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Usha Mam:) I wish so too. !
Deletethats beautfully scripted Sreeja... the last few lines clinched the story!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Mina mam :)
DeleteHow heartbreaking! Beautiful, Sreeja. Your compassion shines through via Rebecca's role!
ReplyDeleteThat was a very very sweet thing to say, Vidya :) Thanks a lot :)
DeleteI felt sad, very sad reading your climax. Can't God make all things good, was the question that popped up in my head the very next moment. That said, a beautifully woven story.
ReplyDeleteHow I wish all things could be good, Jini. We know that's too much of a wishful thinking. Thanks a lot, dear :)
DeleteThe last line just broke my heart. Why such a beautiful soul, that is so full of love has to bear such deep sorrow! :(
ReplyDeleteSome souls take up the cross, dear. Thanks a lot :)
DeleteOh :( Hope John provides the much needed light in her life! Beautifully penned this one!
ReplyDeleteI wish so too, Aditi. Thanks for the visit and the nice words :)
Deletecornucopia of patience....as beautiful as much as it suits her!
ReplyDeletethe ability to go on in spite of all that sadness and loss is amazing....her thought that she can still make a difference to someone's life is so so beautiful! i loved it Sreeja!
Yes, Titli. Not many of us think that way, right ? Thanks a lot :)
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ReplyDeleteą“Øą“Ø്ą“¦ി ą“ ą“ിą“¤് ą“ാą“Æ്. ą“ą“്ą“ą“Øെą“Æൊą“°ു ą“Ŗുą“°ാą“µൃą“¤്ą“¤ം ą“Ŗ്ą“°ą“¤ീą“്ą“·ിą“്ą“ിą“²്ą“², ą“ാą“Øും. ą“ ą“µിą“·ą“Æം ą“ിą“്ą“ിą“Æą“Ŗ്ą“Ŗോą“³് ą“ą“¤ിą“Øെ ą“ ą“്ą“ോą“്ą“് ą“¬ą“Ø്ą“§ിą“Ŗ്ą“Ŗിą“്ą“േą“്ą“ാം ą“ą“Ø്ą“Øു ą“¤ോą“Ø്ą“Øി ą“െą“Æ്ą“¤ą“¤ാą“£്. ą“ą“·്ą“ą“Ŗ്ą“Ŗെą“്ą“ു ą“ą“Ø്ą“Øą“±ിą“്ą“ą“¤ിą“²് ą“µą“³ą“°െ ą“µą“³ą“°െ ą“øą“Ø്ą“¤ോą“·ം. ( ą“®ą“²ą“Æാą“³ം ą“®ą“¤ി. ą“ą“°ു ą“ുą““ą“Ŗ്ą“Ŗą“µുą“®ിą“²്ą“². ą“ą“Øിą“്ą“ും ą“®ą“²ą“Æാą“³ം ą“¹ൃą“¦്ą“Æം ą“¤ą“Ø്ą“Øെ. ą“®ą“§ുą“°ം ą“®ാą“¤ൃą“ാą“·ą“്ą“് ą“¤ą“Ø്ą“Øെ :) )
DeleteOh what a shock! Robert is no more... Wondered why he was smiling through though his wife was sad. Well-expressed like a master story-teller :)
ReplyDeleteWow. That's a lovely thing to say. Thanks for the visit, Anita :)
DeleteSreeja, I have seen your blog grow. I remember, me being your first follower. I can't believe and I didn't know, you were such a brilliant writer. Loved the story. I want to be best friends with Rebecca.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot for that, Dhara. You made my day ! :)
DeleteOh! sad but charming.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sarala ma'm :)
DeleteSad but beautifully woven Sreeja.. !!
ReplyDeleteThanks you, dear :)
DeleteVERY nice! About halfway through it started to bother me that Robert wasn't responding. About a sentence before the end I started feeling the tingle of "Oh no." Great job with this!
ReplyDeleteThanks for hopping over to Life In Dogs earlier this week -- it made my day :)
Thanks a lot, Guilie :) I loved the dogs too ! :)
DeleteThe story has touched the heart and hope that there are more selfless people like Rebecca. The world need them:)
ReplyDeleteAmen to that, Vishal ! Thanks a lot :)
DeleteBeautiful tale. And that last line was a surprise. Well-done.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Shailaja :)
DeleteOhh the ending in so touching... Beautiful story that speaks volume about Rebecca's selfless character and kindness.
ReplyDeleteThat's a sweet comment, Rajlakshmi :) Thanks a lot !
DeleteSuch a brave thing to do! Rebecca is indeed a patient and kind woman. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, Jyothi. Don't we all love her ? Thanks a lot !
DeleteSo beautifully written...liked it :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit, and the nice words, Rohan :)
DeleteSreeja *slow clap* the narrative was spell bounding and the end of course stunned me..
ReplyDeleteRicha
Coming from you, that's a very deep comment. Thanks dearie !! :)
DeleteHeartwrenching but beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Jaish :)
DeleteOMG!! Didnt see that coming!! That's a fab story, wonderfully narrated, Sreeja :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the wonderful words, Shilpa Ji :)
DeleteSo beautifully narrated, Sreeja. I just read the first part too. The story clutches at my heart!
ReplyDeleteWoohoo ! * Doing a jig* Welcome to my humble space, Corinne :) Thanks a lot :)
DeleteTragic story...hopefully little John will change all that and bring her happiness.
ReplyDeleteHope keeps her alive, Sulekkha :) Thanks a lot !
DeleteSreeja!!!! *hats off* loved the way you have beautifully penned down this one with just the right touch of emotions. the last line, just made me really sad!!!! i simply luvvvvvv u for the way u write ...*clap clap*
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Tinuuuuuuuuu :) I'm yet to get back to your TMI post :) Shall do soon. Thanks for the nice words :)
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