The Bubble Called Life
- drsarojsalelkar
- Jan 31, 2024
- 1 min read
Lying on her death bed she recollected the life she led. Moments of joy, turmoil and grief swept over her. Her breath getting shallow, she smiled, satisfied.
She was glad to see the light,ending the uncertainties.As she drifted she realised that life is a bubble that needs to be percieved before it bursts.

In response to Weekend writing prompt #348 – Turmoil 53 words and