It does feel like home, doesn’t it?
Radha got up early that day. It was a big day for her, and the excitement had stolen her want to sleep. The whole night she had been twisting and turning, checking the bag and the admission card now and then.
She kept looking at the passport size photograph of Gopi in that card and kept feeling proud and nervous at the same time.
She dressed up Gopi for her first day to school. This was her lifetime dream. The make shift home in the pipe, which had no furniture which qualified it as a house but all the hope, dreams and love that made it a home. It does feel like home, doesn’t it?
This was written for the 100 words on Saturday on Write Tribe. Well this time I could not manage in exactly 100 words but thats OK!!! .You will still love me the same, won't you??