Friday, July 26, 2013

55 Fiction

“No Mom! I am not going anywhere in this heat. Ask Savita to bring the stuffs you want from the market. She will go”, shouted my madam’s 18 yr old daughter, some 5 years elder to me.

 I quickly got up from the mat I had occupied just a minute ago as I heard madam calling for me. Being extremely  tired, I wished I could say a no, but only if I had a choice!