The Kidnapped Pilgrim

Photo Prompt Of A Fountain.
This week’s photo prompt is kindly provided by Dawn M. Miller. Thank you Dawn.

One fateful day, the machinery halted and they were all flung about. Unfortunately for Rewati, she fell on the solid floor. Exhausted, the ancient woman realised that she was going up.

Her life flashed before her eyes. Her proclamation as Heaven’s child. And the subsequent yearly pilgrimage – “to cleanse herself”. Starting from the seashore, to the mountains, through the plains and finally she would reach the sea again.

She had seen everything from dinosaurs to drive-in restaurants. From floods of the valley to the tsunami.

She remembered her kidnapping near the plains. Being forced into slavery, she was made to move the machinery.

A group huddled around her. And one of them piped up to ask

What are you?

The words repeated strangely…

What are you?

Whatar u?

Water, You?

And Rewati replied,” Yes. It is I, water.”


The engineers switched the fountain back on.

“Well, that’s fixed then, I suppose. ‘Tis a shame some water spilt on the concrete”

“Never mind – look, it’s already dried”


And Rewati, continued on her pilgrimage in the direction of the winds – leaving behind whatever impurities that she had previously held.


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Week (July 1 – July 7, 2015) – 189 words.

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I read an article how all water in this world is actually, naturally recycled water. That is, the water in your bottle, might well have passed through the digestive tracts of dinosaurs. And, did you notice the anagram?

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10 thoughts on “The Kidnapped Pilgrim

      1. Yes it does. I wondered from the start why you spelled the name incorrectly (Revathi) but when you said there was an anagram somewhere, I immediately knew where it was!

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  1. You have this habit of just wetting (whetting — ‘scuse the pun) my whistle with these little bits of stories. It always feels as if they should go on and on. Even the one with the letter wasn’t long enough to “quench my thirst!” (Oh good grief… enough already, Calen!) 😀

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