Sensitivity- Drabble

                                                          

It was a summer afternoon. 6 young cute chicks of a hen were very hungry since a day. The hen could not find food for them in those fully concreted dry urban streets. After struggling for two hours she found some grains, but the cock ate them. After one more hour, she found some small insects  and quickly signaled her chicks, who finished them in a brisk pace. The hen was still hungry but she was more happy for her kids. Ironically, our empathy and compassion are strangely and brutally detached from the pain of miserable mother of those tiny insects .

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PS :  A drabble is a fiction of exactly 100 words in length.
PPS :  Expressed for 3ww with hinted words Brisk, Detached and Miserable

An Untold Story - Drabble

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It was 2 in the Midnight.

Charan was in acute depression.

It was been a week since his wife Anjali committed suicide...

His best friend Vincent came to console him and said

"How did this happen?"

" She came to know that i had an affair with my colleague"

 "Is it true?????"

 "Vincent, you know very well about me and the truth "

"Yes, of course, I do"

"But someone had lied to her "

"Who's that??"

"You know him, Vincent"

"Who???"

"It's you "....

........

The next day both were found stabbed to death.

Later, police investigation revealed that Anjali's death was a planned murder

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