Heroism I was trapped in a void underneath a large slab. I cried for help. Suddenly, I heard my dad’s voice, “Mike, Mike, are you okay? I am close, jammed in a void. I’m sure they will pull us out soon.” Smaller slabs had blocked our way. But I could see him through a small slit amidst them. He kept saying, “Don’t panic. Pray.” When rescuers found us, they were in a dangerous dilemma. Tilting the slab would save one but crush the other. “Save my son,” cried my dad. Then, there was a crash, and I heard him no more.
Krystyna
30/3/2023 02:50:30 pm
Dad was indeed the hero in this dramatic buildup to a sad ending. Well presented, Paritosh.
Dee Lorraine
30/3/2023 03:59:31 pm
A father's love...the ultimate sacrifice. Beautiful, Paritosh.
Sandra James
30/3/2023 08:52:50 pm
So sad, Paritosh, and well written. A true hero.
Stephen Goodlad
31/3/2023 12:38:18 pm
I welled up after reading this. Great writing provokes emotions and this did it for me. A lovely piece of work. 31/3/2023 02:21:40 pm
Hits all the right emotional buttons. Nicely done, Paritosh. Comments are closed.
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