A bleak night Short story by Eman Rasheed

A bleak night

The sky is overcast and the night is very dark . The countless mulgas here and there. It is a bleak place and no one here. These all things startling me but I never stop myself. It is a muddy place I feel something here I'm looking around suddenly my feet slip and flake behind. Automatically weather has changed it is pouring now. I cannot see things clearly . I feel like the tree branches swoop and snatch me . My heart is beating rapidly and my hands are shivering. But although I take myself ahead with bare feet. When I go farthest what I see there is a twilight and one old lady is sitting on the big stone and twirling with her hairs. I reached myself toward that way . I amplife .....

Who are you ?

But the old lady is still silent as she didn't listen my voice . Gradually I approach her and wonder to see ....

She is my granny my grandmother . I belive tightly hug her and sighingly I say

Where you were ?

She smiles and cuddle me and give me a box. It is old but looking precious.

What is in the box ?

I turned my head towards grandma but there is no one . She has missed. I panicked the weather got tempestuous again I shout grandma , granny, granny and I hear a picturesque voice tell me you okay sweetheart ?

 It is my mom she added . I think you saw a nightmare you were shouting granny, granny in your dream . Oh yeah it was a dream. Thanks God it was a dream.

 

           

Writer : Eman Rasheed

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