Write a minimum of 100 words on the prompt.
The dark shadows envelop not only his body but also his mind and soul. They have crept into every fiber of his being, making him a mute spectator to his own life. The day he had held his 12 year old grandson, Monu, in his arms, heard his son and daughter-in-law’s anguished screams and looked down at his blood soaked hands, his life had come undone, devoid of all color and sound.
He doesn’t remember going into Monu’s room, hitting him on the head with the grinding stone and killing him on the spot. Silent night weeps…
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By Sulekha Rawat