When Anusha was six, Baba terrified her by saying, “Lily pads hold souls of the dead.”
When Anusha was eleven, Baba said, “Go to Lake Kolleru. Catch many catfish. Your family is hungry.”
Casting her line amid the tangle of lily pads Anusha prayed, “Don’t let Naana or Ajja rise up and take me.”
The day was kind. She returned – stronger – carrying many fish.
At seventeen, Anusha married Nayan because he told her,
“Spot-billed pelicans carry souls under their wings,”
and she felt safe.
Baba died. Nayan died. Now ninety-five, Anusha wades through the lily pads
at Kolleru
to feed the pelicans.
Lovely fairy tale feel to the sayings, and to her own life story. Well crafted!
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Thanks. I’m glad you caught the fairy tale feeling I was trying to project.
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Awww, everyone left her.
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Death has a way of doing that. Thanks for reading!
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This is a wonderfully atmospheric and touching story. The ideas are so inventive and fascinating, and I love the thought of the pelicans carrying souls. Lovely.
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Margaret, thanks for such a lovely comment.
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I’m imagining someone believing (or choosing to believe) everything anyone tells her, but she outlived all of them! I like the idea of pelicans carrying souls, a bit like storks and babies but with a more magical and mystical feel.
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Interesting. I hadn’t seen her that way, but now I do. At least she lived long enough to make her own way in the world. Thanks for the insight. Alicia
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Dear Alicia,
I love the other worldly feel to this story. I love the names that put me in a different country without going into lengthy explanations. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle, a bit of google searching brought those names to life. Sometimes it takes hours to write a 100-word story because one gets lost in researching the details – as you well know.
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Indeed I do 😉
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Beautiful story in so few words – very poignant and such a sweet, innocent voice.
C: the last paragraph didn’t feel quite as strong to me; I feel like it lost a bit of the lyrical quality that the rest of the story captured so well, and I wanted just half a sentence more in the last line – maybe that’s me being greedy for more, though!
Overall, gorgeous imagery, and it really does read like some ageless fairy-tale.
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Thanks so much for taking the time to critique Lily Pads and Pelicans. I see exactly what you mean. The story was 112 words long – it took a bit to whittle it down, perhaps losing some in the translation.
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There’s no pain like whittling away those last 10 or so words – I feel you! It’s a beautiful story, either way 🙂
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This is such a lovely tale, almost mythical. I like the contrast between the souls in the lily pads that terrify her, and the souls under the pelicans’ wings that make her feel safe.
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Thank you, I was hoping that would work.
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What a beautiful, beautiful story! You masterfully weaved almost a hundred years in just a hundred words.
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Wow! Thanks.
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I liked the almost fable-like nature of this tale. It has a charm all of its own. Well done.
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Thank you very much, Sandra.
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Firs of all the names placed me somewhere else (just like the lily-pads and pelicans). I love how you hinted at a life’s story without really telling it… like a fairy tale indeed.
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India was what I was shooting for, so researched names, places, plants and animals. Thanks, Bjorn
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Beautiful story. Great job conveying the passage of time.
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Thanks so very much.
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great story. i enjoyed it very much.
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Thanks! I’m glad.
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Awwww this is very sweet
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I wish you had 100 more words I was so enchanted.
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Wowzers! What a lovely thing to say. Thanks.
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I have to agree with all the comments, it did have a fairy-tale feel to it! Lovely!
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Thank you, Dale.
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Lovely story. 🙂
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Thanks! I’m glad you stopped by.
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It’s a lovely stop, Alicia. 🙂 🙂
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Lovely, returning for the souls that once terrified her. What we all choose to do sooner or later. Wish we could find them.
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Me, too, Perry. Me, too.
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Love it. Your story has a circular and mythical quality. I have a feeling Anusha is going to be fine on her own. Great story, Alicia.
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I think she already is doing a dandy job living on her own. Thanks, Amy
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That’s lovely. She had had a wonderful life, I suspect.
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Yes. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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A really nice story line for the prompt photo. Tha names bring a fantasy feel to life.
Isadora 😎
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Thank you!
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Beautiful. A very mystical dream like feel to this story. On a more real note I see that Lake Kolleru is facing serious challenges of pollution these days.
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Thanks. I think many of the world’s bodies of water are struggling.
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Lovely fairy tale, Alicia. Older people should be careful what they tell children. Small children have difficulty telling fairy tale from reality. All turned out well, though. Good story with great description. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thank you! Small children have a tough time filtering, that’s for sure.
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Lovely story….
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Thanks!
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An utterly beautiful, beautiful story! So glad I finally made the rounds today (been crazy busy all week) to read people’s stories, and now, yours is the perfect one to end my day with (well, it’s 3:27 a.m.., so it’s the start of the NEXT day)!
I like your use of Indian names. Did you do a lot of research, or did you just make up the whole thing about the myths of pelicans and so on? I’m curious to know.
Well-done!
(And thanks for stopping by my blog!)
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I always enjoy your stories, my dear. I researched the Indian names and the lake but made the rest of it up. I’m so glad you took the time to read my story and liked it.
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It was truly lovely!
And thank you!
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Wonderful piece, Lish! What a nice touch you have!
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Why, thank you, kind sir!
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