The Well

Sweet-Bitter Symphony

The unpromising well!

After walking about 50 miles, Rizwan couldn’t bear the heat and was exhausted. The water bottle was empty since hours and he knew there’s no drop of water in the sand. But sometimes will power plays an important role. He had a hope that he would find some water and he kept moving regardless of his situation. He had covered two miles now that he saw a well. Awell! Rizwan’s eyes shone like the stars in the galaxies that too when the sun was burning his throat away. He knew he would survive now. He realised that the water would quench his thirst and then he knew he would cover the distance to the well in minutes even though it was far enough to be seen like the size of a Matchbox. He continued to walk with the stick in his hand that helped him walk…

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