Dripping: A 3 Sentence Story

The aged man was resting in the shade of the peepal tree on a hot and humid afternoon, when a sparrow maneuvered into the thick green branches, rustling the leaves in the otherwise silent atmosphere. The tired man didn’t notice the arrival of the newcomer. He just stroked his fingers over his cheeks where the bird’s dripping fell down over him, in his sleep.

* Written in response of the Trifextra Challenge.

Fall

“I fell down,” she told her grandma.

“Oh dear!”

“But I am alright. Children fall down often, right?”

“Well, that is what people say. But who told you so?”

“Pa!”

“Hmm.. Do you know your pa had got almost every joint of his body fractured at one time or another by felling down when he was your age.”

“Really?”

“Really. We had to rush to the doctor every other month; once he got his one breakage fixed, he would get another one.”

“Oh!”

“Now let me see if you have hurt yourself in any way.”

“No, I haven’t. It isn’t much, just a little bruise here and there.”

“I will get some antiseptic for you.”

“It will sting?”

“A little.”

“Do you have to apply it?”

“I guess so.”

She pondered for a while, “I am a big girl now. I will deal with it.”

“That is good. Now come here.”

* Written in exact 5 minutes for Five Minute Friday Prompt