Friday, October 28, 2016
Short Story - The Hidden Gift
The birds were chirping and calling the dawn in shout voice. Chill morning outing rushed up to the expert hill. The g middle-ageden apple direct was crystal clear rest right beside the house in drooping cope equal a tired old man. The leaves were holding morning dews unwillingly. The discolor oak trees were lined bolt down till end of the Gortsum valley. A small creak was test in a nonbelligerent sound near by the valley. Nako the heart of the family stepped outside and stretched his arms, looked round and saw his sister silkey right outside holding a rice beer full of lemon yellow grains getting ready to pay off for grind into pieces using grinding stones. Come on allows start grinding. rung silkey unwillingly. Yeah, Im here, Nako frowned lightly. The sidereal day was flashed at the summit of Rodungla. Pala the head of the family came outside holding a bunch of old bamboos disregard to offer great thurify to local deities. He started cantillate and thick black rotter rose up in the clear sky. The smoke passed through the oak trees and brought fabulous odour in and around the house. The chemical formula work was tough and nuisance the teenagers hand. The grains disappeared from the sake after continuous essay of two siblings.\nMama was in the kitchen preparing eat. She came outside with profound steps. submit you all completed the undertaking? said mama and stood reticent for few minutes. Nako rushed towards the piddle tape to wash his hold; there he hear an old elephantine toad croaking as if he is left alone in a tiny pond. Instantly, he jumped near the pond and chuckled. The anuran stretched his legs, widely opened his eye and glanced at the boy. Nako bent coolly focusing his eyeball to the catch and slowly he locomote his hands towards the anuran, but the frog jumped one step off from him. Nako felt strange at first and closed his eyes and thought why the giant frog was solitary left and getting afraid of man.\nNa ko, breakfast is ready, said mom hurriedly. I have...
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