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Vengeance (21)
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Elder said in a serious tone:
Because my dad was like that?
Felicity's eyes widened at this.
What do you mean?
Felicity's father smiled and patted her head,
A child learns from its parents. Every child born is a delicate sapling of God. Apart from physical needs there are certain emotional development on which nurturer needs to work on. These are such delicate loopholes if left unfulfilled leave scars for lifetime.
Where yours left unfulfilled?
Yeah!
What kind of parents were grandpa and granny for you dad you never spoke about them?
Old man closed his eyes as if trying to contain those hurtful feelings.
What? Why? How?
Sometimes these are most difficult questions to answer. Time passed and Felicity sat there listening. Pain seeped tale was inverted through Felicity 's ears. Why do humans have to be that selfish she never understood that fact. As the chilly blanket of evening embraced her existence she shuddered and got up. Old man looked towards the younger with a blank face.
Come on Mr. Mark lets go home!
The words he never thought would hear from the girl standing next to him. A profound surge of emotions enveloped his whole being. He felt sad at the same time happy. God is gracious.
Am-m I for-rgiven?
Yeah dad now pack your stuff. I get formal headaches sorted.
Felicity walked away after saying this. Forgiveness is hard yet divine act. Not every disorder is a disorder. It is set of violence and pain which brews up into such things. Old man collected his things like an enthusiastic teenager who was going for holidays. People of his age were dancing around and congratulating him. It seldom happened the broken goods were picked from this dump. Felicity stood there with a static face inhaling her pain and trying to smile. She was feeling sorry about herself and all those years lost. At least this dump was better than the place she called home. She took the bag and placed it in her car. Mark turned around after farewell. Felicity stood there while supporting herself with window.
Dad!
Yes!
Welcome back!
Mark held out his...
Elder said in a serious tone:
Because my dad was like that?
Felicity's eyes widened at this.
What do you mean?
Felicity's father smiled and patted her head,
A child learns from its parents. Every child born is a delicate sapling of God. Apart from physical needs there are certain emotional development on which nurturer needs to work on. These are such delicate loopholes if left unfulfilled leave scars for lifetime.
Where yours left unfulfilled?
Yeah!
What kind of parents were grandpa and granny for you dad you never spoke about them?
Old man closed his eyes as if trying to contain those hurtful feelings.
What? Why? How?
Sometimes these are most difficult questions to answer. Time passed and Felicity sat there listening. Pain seeped tale was inverted through Felicity 's ears. Why do humans have to be that selfish she never understood that fact. As the chilly blanket of evening embraced her existence she shuddered and got up. Old man looked towards the younger with a blank face.
Come on Mr. Mark lets go home!
The words he never thought would hear from the girl standing next to him. A profound surge of emotions enveloped his whole being. He felt sad at the same time happy. God is gracious.
Am-m I for-rgiven?
Yeah dad now pack your stuff. I get formal headaches sorted.
Felicity walked away after saying this. Forgiveness is hard yet divine act. Not every disorder is a disorder. It is set of violence and pain which brews up into such things. Old man collected his things like an enthusiastic teenager who was going for holidays. People of his age were dancing around and congratulating him. It seldom happened the broken goods were picked from this dump. Felicity stood there with a static face inhaling her pain and trying to smile. She was feeling sorry about herself and all those years lost. At least this dump was better than the place she called home. She took the bag and placed it in her car. Mark turned around after farewell. Felicity stood there while supporting herself with window.
Dad!
Yes!
Welcome back!
Mark held out his...
