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FRIDAY FICTIONEERS......An eye for an eye.

           "A change of climate", was what the doctor had advised Nina after her third miscarriage. Jay had instantly made the decision to move to their secluded, two-storey house in the country side that offered  solitude far away from  city life.
          The movers had dumped most of their boxes in the attic which already contained stuff that belonged to Jay from his earlier "me time" visits.
           The 'stuff' consisted of 'trophies' from hunting expeditions- an act the animal lover Nina found repulsive, and Jay, adventurous.

          How could one pray for a life when one found pleasure in snuffing out another? argued Nina.




  1. Dear Shilpa,
    Like Nina, I find the habit of killing animals for trophies disturbing. While visiting the Field Museum in Chicago, I find myself a bit panicky if I spend much time in the hall of mammals.

    All my best,
    Marie Gail

    1. Thank you, Marie Gail, for reading my post.
      I do wish people were much more considerate towards every living being on this planet.

  2. That was amazing... Such a strong message in so few words..

  3. Powerful message.

    I'm not fond of hunting for sport, either, and taxidermy is just creepy. It certainly makes antiquing trips interesting, though.

  4. This is nicely written with a message at the end. Killing is a bad idea.

  5. Dear Shilpa,

    My husband is a hunter. Although he enjoys the sport he never kills anything we won't eat. No trophy heads hanging on our walls.

    I did enjoy your thought provoking story.



  6. Shilpa, Good and well-written story. I also think that killing animals just for sport is wrong. My dad was a hunter, but didn't kill just for sport. In later years, he gave up hunting because he said there just weren't that many animals around any more. Well done. :) ---Susan


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