Woods #SundayPhotoFiction

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The neighborhood got its name from the park. Locals used to call it the park facing colony. Park had tall trees. In the spring season, arrival of flowers would set the trees on fire. The trail below will also be covered with the carpet of red color.

When he was a kid he would go to park with his parents. There was a strict instruction do not go out of sight, do not cross the bend. His mother would drill it on his head, as she would chat with neighborhood ladies under a tree. With time he grew confident and took to exploration.

He moved deeper into the woods into the silence away from the man made noises. He discovered a water body where a fish would break the stillness trying to catch a fly. Sitting by a water body he could savor the silence, enjoy the quiet and dive deep into his own mind. He had visited the place, his personal paradise, many a time in happiness and sorrow.

Today he is here again. Authorities have decided to clear a portion of the forest for human use. He is here to protest. He cannot standby and watch his paradise being defiled.

Word Count : 201

This little piece of fiction was inspired by the weekly prompt challenge hosted by Sunday Photo Fiction May 12th  , 2019, for Aspiring Writers. For other stories on the theme, look here.

Photo Credit: Fandango

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  1. Thank you so much for the lovely post.

    On May 13, 2019 7:50 PM, “Occassionalmusingsblogpost.wordpress.com” wrote:

    > Abhijit Ray posted: ” The neighborhood got its name from the park. Locals > used to call it the park facing colony. Park had tall trees. In the spring > season, arrival of flowers would set the trees on fire. The trail below > will also be covered with the carpet of red color. When” >

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