Intention (Short Story)

“Tell me! Have you stolen the money?” Father scolded her.

Little Pinky stood there, looking towards the floor. She had tears in her big, cute eyes. She was just 5 years old, 3 ft 2 inch tall, wearing a light pink frock. Her milky white cheeks had turned pink. 

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And Last.. but obviously not the Least.. I want to thank my nation..my country, India, for providing me such fertile grounds on which i could grow, could flourish and reach to this awesome day. I know, that we usually take it for granted, but now, I have realized that this seemingly obvious fact, is ‘not-so-obvious’ actually. For me, you are a person, like we Indians always use to say – ‘Mother India’. Thank you again.

This post is based on the prompt – “In your imaginary award acceptance speech (yes, we know you have one), who’s the very last — and most important — person you thank?” of The Daily Post.

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