I’ve ripped off a few parts of this post from a lot of parts of the internet. Such content is definitely not mine – I’m simply borrowing those lines. Thanks.
Today’s Prompt: write about finding something.
Today’s twist: if you wrote day four’s post as the first in a series, use this one as the second installment — loosely defined.
“This book is trash”, cried the boy as he threw the book onto the floor.
Miraculously, a framed photograph of a deity fell on it. The book cushioned the fall and the glass remained unbroken.
“Why are these pictures still inside our home? Didn’t I ask you to throw them out yesterday?”bellowed the father,”I don’t believe in them anymore, not after…”
Behind him, on the table, was a crumpled newspaper from the day before bearing the news
“Terrorists attack school – 130 children feared dead”
“I’ll get them out in the evening, Dad. By the way, the book which you gave me isn’t so good. The detective could have saved the victim if he had called or messaged her to be careful. He goes there on foot. How stupid can a detective get?” complained the boy, as he picked up the deities, letting the book lie down.
“Well, son, maybe the book was written when mobile phones hadn’t been as prevalent as it is today, right?” argued the father, dusting the book, which he picked up, from the floor.
“Dad, so you say, that there was a time, without mobiles?”
“Oh yes – my boy. There was a time, before the mobile phone was created.”
The boy, visibly shocked exclaimed, “Dad! Doesn’t that mean that, everything comes into existence, only at some point of time?”
“Yes. Something is created only when, the creator creates it”
“But dad, then when and how did the world get created?”
Silence prevailed in the house, which the mother had left in the morning. To get to her office. To work.
“Well, daddy, sorry to break your atheist bubble, but, if there’s something, some creation, then, logically there has to be a creator.”
“Yes. But a heartless one I tell you. You see this” and he flung the newspaper at his son.
“Dad. Calm down. If you had to pick up flowers from our garden to lay it on their grave, which ones would you pick?”
“I’d pick the most nicest, good looking ones. I will pick the most beautiful flowers.”
About the continuity from the Part 1, well, both involve children and childhood. Both involve a loss and gain of emotions and thoughts of children, especially.