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A Wet Leaf.
( ...........A WET LEAF............)
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush, and started exploring alternative s to secure her from this sense of fear .
A villager was on his way to the jungle from his village and saw the girl in a very stressed situation, he thought of approaching the girl to check , in case if she needs some support, after reviewing his own thought process ,he finally managed speaking to the girl, who tried hiding herself behind a hut.
Villager : Is anything bothering you?
Girl: I felt something unusual in my shoulder a while ago.
Villager : What was that?
Girl: I felt some thing really different from my body temperature......I really don't know.....I m still wondering.
Villager : Can u please tell what can that different thing be which you are talking about?
Girl: I really didn't see , but I just felt.
Villager : What made you dint see, Were you so scared?
Girl: I was just not in a state of mind to visualise, all I was thinking is how to get rid of that place.
Villager: How had your day been so far, before you encountered such a thing?
Girl: I had an argument with my father , apart from which I was preoccupied with my daily activities.
Villager: How serious was your argument if you don't mind me asking ?
Girl: Why are you bothered?
Villager: It's your wish, if you intend not to answer.
Girl: We are 2 brothers and one sister, and my father always blames me for something which I have never done, so I left my home.
Villager: That's sad to know dear, Can I ask you something.
Girl: What?
Villager: Did u ever love your father?
Girl: I will love him till I breathe my last.
Villager: That's great to know, I am very happy with your answer....it's inspring...but then "WHY" ?
Girl: I don't understand you ?
Villager: Why did u leave your house ?
Girl: Because I knew that I was right, and he still blamed me...
Villager: So you did what u felt right?
Girl: Yes.
Villager: Why are you scared now?
Girl: I don't know
Villager: Is that because a substance of distinguished temperature fell in your body?
Girl: I don't know , but I am scared.
Villager: I can tell u something !
Girl: What?
Villager: You are not scared, instead ,you are in a sense of guilt, not because you did commit something wrong, but you didn't engage enough with your father to understand , what exactly was he pointing out ,might be something different, from
which you thought that you were accused of!
Girl:. Hmmm 😌
Villager: Your father was actually talking about those inhalers , which he told you to collect last evening for your mothers long-lasting respiratory health, since he was unable to collect the entire package at one time the same day.
Girl: I really don't understand who are you ? and what exactly are you talking ?
Villager: The only thing I am trying to convey is " You misunderstood your father, which made you leave your home"
Girl: But what?
Villager : You thought, he might be blaming you for different demands which you never even had ! right?
Girl: You sound right...
Village: Your mother unfortunately is no more.....😌
Girl ....
What.........😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌
Girl: I don't believe you...who are you..?😠
Villager: I am that person who sold wood to your father an hour ago, for your mothers funeral.
Girl: 😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌 How do you know that , I am her daughter?
Villager: Your father while procuring wood , narrated certain things about you . He stated in a sense of grief and sadness , that you would be in a sense of guilt ,because you didn't allow him to speak, just because you loved him a lot, and not because your mother could die.....so he stated , please help me find my daughter, who loves me tons and at the same time she is exploring herself in a sense of guilt , and is in such a subliminal state ,embedded with a state of fear and anxiety, that even a SINGLE WET LEAF can...............................
Moral of the story:
a)Assumptive listening
b)Unfair and Prompt Decisions.
c) A sense of guilt from the daughter towards her beloved father, since daughter can never ever accompany her father in her mother's funeral, since she left home ,and according to the way the story headed, her beloved mother is already cremated ......
d) How much a father can love a daughter!!!!.
It's just a story, but it does happen real time unfortunately.
😌😌
authored by Shirsendu Mukherjee...
© shish
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush, and started exploring alternative s to secure her from this sense of fear .
A villager was on his way to the jungle from his village and saw the girl in a very stressed situation, he thought of approaching the girl to check , in case if she needs some support, after reviewing his own thought process ,he finally managed speaking to the girl, who tried hiding herself behind a hut.
Villager : Is anything bothering you?
Girl: I felt something unusual in my shoulder a while ago.
Villager : What was that?
Girl: I felt some thing really different from my body temperature......I really don't know.....I m still wondering.
Villager : Can u please tell what can that different thing be which you are talking about?
Girl: I really didn't see , but I just felt.
Villager : What made you dint see, Were you so scared?
Girl: I was just not in a state of mind to visualise, all I was thinking is how to get rid of that place.
Villager: How had your day been so far, before you encountered such a thing?
Girl: I had an argument with my father , apart from which I was preoccupied with my daily activities.
Villager: How serious was your argument if you don't mind me asking ?
Girl: Why are you bothered?
Villager: It's your wish, if you intend not to answer.
Girl: We are 2 brothers and one sister, and my father always blames me for something which I have never done, so I left my home.
Villager: That's sad to know dear, Can I ask you something.
Girl: What?
Villager: Did u ever love your father?
Girl: I will love him till I breathe my last.
Villager: That's great to know, I am very happy with your answer....it's inspring...but then "WHY" ?
Girl: I don't understand you ?
Villager: Why did u leave your house ?
Girl: Because I knew that I was right, and he still blamed me...
Villager: So you did what u felt right?
Girl: Yes.
Villager: Why are you scared now?
Girl: I don't know
Villager: Is that because a substance of distinguished temperature fell in your body?
Girl: I don't know , but I am scared.
Villager: I can tell u something !
Girl: What?
Villager: You are not scared, instead ,you are in a sense of guilt, not because you did commit something wrong, but you didn't engage enough with your father to understand , what exactly was he pointing out ,might be something different, from
which you thought that you were accused of!
Girl:. Hmmm 😌
Villager: Your father was actually talking about those inhalers , which he told you to collect last evening for your mothers long-lasting respiratory health, since he was unable to collect the entire package at one time the same day.
Girl: I really don't understand who are you ? and what exactly are you talking ?
Villager: The only thing I am trying to convey is " You misunderstood your father, which made you leave your home"
Girl: But what?
Villager : You thought, he might be blaming you for different demands which you never even had ! right?
Girl: You sound right...
Village: Your mother unfortunately is no more.....😌
Girl ....
What.........😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌
Girl: I don't believe you...who are you..?😠
Villager: I am that person who sold wood to your father an hour ago, for your mothers funeral.
Girl: 😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌 How do you know that , I am her daughter?
Villager: Your father while procuring wood , narrated certain things about you . He stated in a sense of grief and sadness , that you would be in a sense of guilt ,because you didn't allow him to speak, just because you loved him a lot, and not because your mother could die.....so he stated , please help me find my daughter, who loves me tons and at the same time she is exploring herself in a sense of guilt , and is in such a subliminal state ,embedded with a state of fear and anxiety, that even a SINGLE WET LEAF can...............................
Moral of the story:
a)Assumptive listening
b)Unfair and Prompt Decisions.
c) A sense of guilt from the daughter towards her beloved father, since daughter can never ever accompany her father in her mother's funeral, since she left home ,and according to the way the story headed, her beloved mother is already cremated ......
d) How much a father can love a daughter!!!!.
It's just a story, but it does happen real time unfortunately.
😌😌
authored by Shirsendu Mukherjee...
© shish
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