This story is written for Sunday Photo Fiction: 03 July 2016. The task is to write a short story of 200 words or less for the supplied photograph.
It was a competition.
10 water droplets were asked to hang from a branch. The one that lasted longer was announced to be declared as a winner and the most appreciated title ‘Droplet of the Year’. There was a jury of panelists and million other water droplets present to witness this mega event.
It was almost past an hour and all the ten droplets were still holding firm, while one of the droplets lost control and dropped down. The woo’s and eee’s were heard and applause for the remaining. But what the nine watched was the happiness expressed by earth when it quenched its little thirst with that droplet.
Just then, a tiny tired bird came and rested on the branch with a exhausted face by the continuous flapping. All the droplets joined to form a single large one and winked at the bird. The bird gulped it and flew away happily.
Every right service has a prize ,
And at times they are in disguise.
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