Fisherman

Saifur Rahman

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Three days he was at home. 

My good luck I have seen him in day light.

I had no sympathy to his frozen hands that never supported food to my mouth.

I remember only his lamp light face 

His wife said once he was a very successful fisherman. 

And she began 'once upon a time..................'

I was bored by her tale

She said '' I want not my son to keep the tradition"  

Why?. ................... I gave her conformation, I was listening fisherman's story.

She replied "  I don't want another such death" 

 

 

  • Author: Derek (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 21st, 2018 11:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Michael Edwards

    Well crafted and a great read - thanks for posting and welcome to MPS

  • Lorna

    Very sad - I could see a cold, watery death....

  • Mottakeenur Rehman

    Wow great......welcome Saifur bhai.....hila diya apne!

  • Heather T

    Intriguing first post! Welcome!



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