The Effect

Farming was hard work. He toiled under the hot sun, so his daughter could become an engineer.

When she did, he was the proudest man. With her first salary, she got them their first computer.

The effect was almost immediate once he got started at her insistence.

Virtually, his success continued.

Outside, his crops withered.

Seven days, seven posts, that’s what the Write Tribe Festival of Words is about. The theme for Day 6 is a 55 fiction story.

(7th March, 2014)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

20 thoughts on “The Effect”

  1. oh dear… what a tragedy.
    The one thing that helped them is being neglected!

    I guess technology is not only a boon, but a bane as well!

    nicely done Leo!

    • Yeah. We shouldn’t get addicted to virtual world so much that we forget the real world is more important. Thanks, Pixie 🙂

    • Yeah. It’s also something that we shouldn’t get addicted to, so much that we forget the world outside 🙂 Thanks, Soumya.

  2. Many parents sacrifice for their children to give them happiness. It’s an inspiring story. Once a wise man told me, we make sacrifice for our kids and don’t expect anything in return..unfortunately, comp is a bane that control lives.

    • No. It doesn’t control on its own. We let it control us, Vishal, which is the sad part. The sacrifices of earlier are forgotten in that obsession.

  3. I wonder how I missed this 55er 😛
    Good one, Leo 🙂
    So he’s also sucked into the technological whirlpool….
    ( njan poyi athu entha nnu kandupidichitu varam tta 😀 )

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