Sunday, 16 July 2017

The School

                 Sunday Photo Fiction – July 16th 2017





11 07 July 16 2017 Mike Vore Oh My Photos


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Troubling was brewing In Gangasagar’s school. The structural engineers had already 

written its obituary. But Gangasagar was not the one to bury his late father’s dream. It 

had been built on the solid foundations of altruism and compassion and couldn’t be 

demolished, he reasoned and consoled himself. But in the darkest moments he felt he 

was fighting a losing battle but he wished not to expose his frailties to the people who

had pinned their hopes on him.

The school had survived on the largesse of some Mumbai citizens.

The Municipal Corporation had plans to demolish it. Gangasagar had managed to get a 

stay order from the judiciary. The land sharks were ready to extract their pound of flesh.

“Hope the new Municipal Commissioner intervenes”, he said to himself.


A stranger enters Gangasagar’s humble abode and greets him with a ‘Namaste’.

The stranger tell how Gangasagar’s father’s generosity had touched him and he was able 

to graduate from a chaiwallah to his present position.

He further elucidated that the dilapidated school would be rebuilt and the poor students 

could continue their studies without any hitches.

Gangasagar received a fresh lease of life.


The stranger was the new MC. 


                                          Written for :  Sunday Photo Fiction July 16th 2017

                                                         

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Notes : Chaiwallah is a a boy who brews and sells tea.

MC - municiapal commissioner.

Namaste - Indian way of greeting.