It was three o’clock in the night. The eyes of wife opened with a knock.
She saw four dacoits pointing a pistol at her. They had tied the husband and locked the children in the drawing room.
After searching all the shelves, a good amount of cash was recovered and jewelery was also found.
Then a dacoit said, “Where is the 1.5 lakh iPhone that your brother had sent from America ? And where’s the necklace that your husband had gifted you on anniversary day ? Handover same immediately or else I will shoot.”
The wife handed over all the things out of fear and then asked in amazement, “But brother, how do you know all this ?”
“Hey, we are your Facebook friends…we regularly read all your posts. Well, if you have any leftover delicious pudding you made in the morning, then serve that too.”
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Why do some lives go through
Soul stirring moments of awakenings
And some soul numbing pain?
Why do some lives, dominate the weak
And some are broken and shattered in despair beyond repair.
Why do some lives live to experience
luxurious lifestyles.
And some are born to slavery or traded
Why do some lives matter more?
Why lives lived are discriminated for its diversity of nature and differently treated?
Why day and night stops making sense for some.
We truly have no answers
But what we do now is the truth of this moment changes in the next!
That is solace enough to weather the storms.
For life is transitory and everything changes
For nothing stays the same.
This too shall pass.
Savvy
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