Under the fading silver veil of a moonlit night, in the last hour before the dawn of morning light, on the glittery shores of a once turbulent river, an eighteen-year-old low-caste boy tirelessly shovelled grains of rock and coral into a banged-up truck’s weathered wooden cradle. The driver handed over five shiny ten-rupee coins to […]
Tears On The Sand
Fire of Moods 
What a beautiful story. There’s violence just for a truck of sand. Yes, violence exists in all those little details of our life and we need to be able to stand up to it. Don’t try to be an accomplice to violence in your life.
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You’re spot on Haoyando. This is one very important lesson the story portrays.
All credit goes to Trishikh for crafting a very well detailed and exceptional story. I appreciate your lovely comment.
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