neelwrites/fiction/shortstory/SPF/200words/28/03/2017

…OF A LESSER GOD (200 words)

05 Jules Paige 26 March 2017

© Jules Paige

By Neel Anil Panicker

Life’s trajectories were laid out pretty early for Babloo.

Right from the time he first saw the insides of a school, he knew he didn’t belong.

To all who looked he was simply a reed thin wastrel in torn clothes, an outcaste who when he opened his mouth only stammered and stuttered.

At first they muttered but soon graduated to hurling vile invectives.

A few managed to stick for long.

Blacky, charcoal, bastard…

The last got wedged into his mind, embedded itself like a leech.

“What does that mean?”, he had asked his mom.

She knelt down beside him as if to reply, but instead, crumpled onto the floor and

shut herself to the world.

Must be tired, he had reasoned, knowing that she worked a twelve-hour-shift at the soap factory five miles away.

She didn’t last long enough after that.

Overnight, he was on the road joining other human strays.

The nights, they would sleep by the quay, snorting crack, cracking lewd jokes, the splash of the waves drowning their maniacal screams.

It was when he learnt what ‘bastard’ meant.

He stared past the long wooden bridge and vowed to himself, ‘one day he would cross over, be them.’

©neelanilpanciker2017 #fiction #shortstory #SPF #200words

Written for

Sunday Photo Fiction – March 26th 2017

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/03/26/sunday-photo-fiction-march-26th-2017/

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