Varna

The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge was first held in 2010. The challenge is that we have to post every day of April, except on the four Sundays. April 1st is a theme with letter A, 2nd with letter B and so on till April 30th which will be Z themed. This year, I’m planning to do short pieces of fiction (not a series), or a poem based on a word with that letter.


Varna

They found her one spring morning on the verandah… a cute little bundle of joy, silently sleeping in a pram, her fingers curled into a tight ball. She was dressed in a blue frock, matching booties and pointed hat. A note was inside.

“She wasn’t safe with us. We know she’ll be safe with you. Take care of her.”

They were delighted. The doctors had told them to adopt, that they couldn’t have a child of their own. So the little girl was almost like a godsend. There were legalities to take care of, but they had a way around that. They clung to the girl, and with a smile, named her Varna.

She grew up with them. By the time they knew she was legally their adopted daughter, they had moved to a different part of the city. She called them mummy and papa, and ran around the verandah, giggling happily. No one who saw them said otherwise… they were a family.

It was a rainy day when they saw a moving van outside their gate and the men moving the furniture into the opposite house. They went to welcome their new neighbors, Varna in her mother’s arms.

Their neighbors smiled seeing them at the gate. A handsome baby boy waved at them from his father’s arms. They told they’d go over once the moving was done. Their neighbors welcomed them. When the moving van left, both families were standing in their verandahs.

For one, Varna was the girl who had given them new life.

For the other, Varna was their baby girl who had lived.


Like last year, I’m taking the challenge along with my friend Bhavya. We’re writing on the same themes each day, and giving each other the themes on alternate days. Day 22, the word chosen by us was ~Verandah~.


(© 25th April 2015)

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Poetry & writing to me 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.

26 thoughts on “Varna

  1. Interesting story!!! Not really sure why was Varna cast away.. Why not safe?? But all’s well that ends well. Varna lived on and her foster parents are happy as well to have her!!!
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    • I leave that to your imagination, Shrikant. Sometimes, a girl child is not welcome in a family, which is sad.

      But yes, glad that I could help Varna find her happy ending 🙂
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    • Well, sometimes, a girl child is not welcome in a family, for whatever reasons. And there are family members (other than the parents) who resort to the unthinkable for that girl child. Maybe they’re not fit to be called parents, but at least, they were human enough to give the child away than to let the unthinkable happen, Aathira 🙂 Glad you liked the story and narration.
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    • Yeah. They gave her up because she was a girl. But remember the note? They did so because she wasn’t safe with them, Sims. So in a way, they did love that little girl too. Maybe not as much as her new foster parents, but enough to not let her come to harm.
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    • Yes. They didn’t give her up willingly. They did, as the note said, to let her be safe, for giving her that chance to live.

      I know, and have read of many such cases too, Kaddu 🙁 Sad, that.
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  2. Atleast God ensured that she ended up in a happy home na. Not everyone gets that lucky..

    Nice story Leo 🙂

  3. At least they had the sense to find a nice family for her. There are people who just leave the baby in the dustbin.
    I can only pray that Karma is a real thing.

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