Old Friend #Friday Fictioneer


A gift from her father, the scooty was a symbol of Nirmala’s independece. 

Nimmo, this is for you,” Nirmala still remembered the day when her father presented her the set of keys.

There was resistance. “So much freedom for a girl is not good,” said grandma, “she has to go to her in laws.” But father stood his ground.

—–X—–

papers look fine,” Nirmala was roused from her reverie by the dealer of used vehilces, “give me the keys.”

Graduating from a scooty to a car, Nirmala was sad she was losing an old trusted friend and a bunch of memories. 

Word Count: 100

This is an effort to write aflash fiction effort with the Friday fictioneers, 08th, Mar, 2019, using picture prompt provided by host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Other stories can be found here

Photo Credit : C E Ayr

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46 thoughts on “Old Friend #Friday Fictioneer

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  1. Nice story, Abhijit. I like the father’s uncompromising stand in favour of empowering his daughter. You tell us a lot about Nirmala’s growing up in your story – well told.

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  2. I love how she gets support from her father. Maybe grandma learns a thing or two. The sadness of selling the scooter is so real, I remember when I had to let my first car go…

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  3. As the mother of a daughter who soon will be independent and driving herself around, this story hit me right in the heart! Growing up is hard, especially for the parent not ready to let go!
    -Rachel

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