I am taking part in a Photo a day challenge for June 2016.
The prompt for the 3rd of June is Purple and the above is my picture for the prompt.
We were in Bandipur, getting readying for our morning Safari at about 5:30 am and I looked out of the window and saw this breathtakingly beautiful sight.
Below is my story for the prompt, Purple.
She walked into the night and inhaled a huge gulp of air.
Only when the chill hit her did she realize she had left her jacket behind in
She turned to go get it, stopped midway and turned
back and walked the other way. She needed a bit of respite from the endless corridors,
the sterile room and the last bit of hope trickling out each time she
was in there.
Rubbing her face she sat down on a bench, shoulders
slumped, elbows on knees and neck bowed down, like in prayer.
She was tired. Very tired.
Why me, she asked, yet again.
Born after 12 years of marriage and a difficult
pregnancy and delivery, every pain had been worth it, and forgotten, the moment
she laid eyes on his cherubic face. He was perfect, or had at least seemed so
for a little while, until he was diagnosed with a ‘Congenial Heart Defect’
Hearing the prognosis she went numb, and her husband
went to an overactive mode, his defence mechanism in any crisis.
Many appointments and second opinions, multiple
treatments and stays in various hospitals later doctors had given up hope. Till
one doctor asked if they would be willing to try out a new treatment. It would
be a hit or miss, but what did they have to lose?
Arguments and anger finally gave way to a tired yes
from both the parents and here they were, clinging onto hope.
Give me a sign, God! Show me something that I have
never seen before! So I know my baby is going to get better.
And she lifted her sobbing face to see the most
breathtaking Purple Dawn.