This story is written for Sunday Photo Fiction: 08 May 2016. The task is to write a short story of 200 words or less for the supplied photograph.
It was a park for all. It was a recreational place for everyone around. The best part of the park was every block around and nearby was allotted some space in the park where people could maintain it in the way they need. Swara had built a little play home there where she and her friends used to spend a gala time in the evenings. The park stood for unity.
Lately, a major industrialist had claimed the place to set up one of his industry and the park was to be demolished. The discussion led to fights and slowly most of the people around had given up the fight. In few months with increasing protests and no maintenance, the park stood as a waste land. Swara’s play home had broken pieces left. With time, the land remained in controversy and untouched.
Past many years, Swara had won the constituency elections and she had some decisions to make!
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