Skip to content

Silent Eloquence

Silence. Eloquence. Everything in between.

Menu
  • About
  • Check-in
  • Contact
Menu

The Smell of Rice

Posted on January 5, 2010January 5, 2010 by Surya

image

A heart-rending story  (via Bloomer) –

“ […]Her family was hungry, but her neighbors had rice; the smell of it was tormenting her. So her mother hugged and comforted her, which made her realize that her mother’s smell was so much more important to her than that of the rice. Then her mother died, but before she did, she asked her husband to take some of the little money they had, to buy her daughter some rice. She wanted her daughter to have that comfort.[…] ”

The original story is at the Afghan Women’s Writing Project website.

There is no worse fear for a mother than the fear of not being able to feed her child. It’s been only fifteen days, but I know.

Someday, I should re-write this tale from the mother’s POV.

Share this:

  • Twitter
  • Facebook

Related posts:

  1. Mother

1 thought on “The Smell of Rice”

  1. Shamly says:
    January 21, 2010 at 3:26 pm

    Surya, really happy to know about baby’s arrival. Congratulations to you and Srijith. :))) Also congratulations to you both on Srijith’s PhD. :)
    When you get some time please write more about your daughter and your new life as a mom. Would love to read. :)

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Please answer: (required) Time limit is exhausted. Please reload CAPTCHA.

Recent Comments

  • 10 years | Silent Eloquence on Remembering a journey
  • J. on Excerpt: The Picture of Dorian Gray
  • Surya on Mother
  • Siddhartha on Mother
  • Loxley on Review: The Reluctant Fundamentalist
  • Ajish on Me too..!
  • Punjabi on Languages or Dialects?
  • Alpha on Why do we appreciate art?
  • sameer on Me too..!
  • lol 7 years later on Languages or Dialects?

Archive

Categories

  • Asides
  • Blog related
  • Books
  • Catch-all
  • Culture & Languages
  • Entertainment
  • Favourites
  • Featured
  • Fiction
  • India
  • Links
  • Management
  • Musings
  • Personal
  • poetry
  • random
  • Science
  • Short Story Month
  • Society
  • Tech
  • Travel
  • Women
  • Writing

Twitter

  • 32 pages. 10975 words. 2.5 chapters. Progress. #writing #WritingCommunity about 6 days ago
  • Wordle 326 2/6 🟩🟨🟨⬛⬛ 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩 about 1 week ago
  • I never know what to do on the days when I get the word in under 2 mins. The day stretches ahead… Wordle 322 3/6… https://t.co/rjIVh5MrzX about 2 weeks ago
  • RT @ceciliaclyra: Sometimes it makes sense to put away a story that lives inside you ---- but please don't put away the storyteller. about 2 weeks ago
  • I sent out my first newsletter today. #happy about 3 weeks ago
  • #story by Yefim Zozulya about citizen’s right to life, decided arbitrarily by an elected authority. The story may… https://t.co/75CRJKg63t about 1 month ago
  • “Triumph—rare, lucky, dull, and brief—is an artifact of editing: failure, failure, failure, failure, a moment of ju… https://t.co/F5st6e1pwx about 1 month ago in reply to silenteloquence
  • “Flaubert observed, “Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, when w… https://t.co/59aKu02lNF about 1 month ago
  • A problem that deserves urgent attention - how to ensure #ArtificialIntelligence objectives will align with a plur… https://t.co/7ivfCJ61yl about 2 months ago
  • Few beliefs shape our reality than our sense of self. Whether you believe you are powerful or powerless, you are ab… https://t.co/U1me5PNDEI about 2 months ago
@silenteloquence
©2022 Silent Eloquence | Built using WordPress and Responsive Blogily theme by Superb