S.Suresh

FLASH FICTION: MOTHER'S DAY

The phone shuddered in my shirt pocket and rang with a sense of urgency. I knew it was Mother and muted the call. The bus reached the final destination. The phone shuddered again. "I have reached. Don't keep calling me. I will call you later in the night." The man beside me looked at me with curious eyes. "My mother, sir," I said. "She wants to keep track of my every movement." 

In the fading light, I sat on the bench of a tea shop, ordered a cup of tea and kept my backpack next to me. A Sadhu with matted hair and a monkey on a leash approached the tea shop and sat on the bench opposite mine. The Sadhu tugged the leash, and the monkey jumped and sat beside him. The Sadhu got a banana from his cloth bag, peeled it and gave it to the monkey. The monkey took a bite of the banana and hit the Sadhu on his thigh. He took another bite and again hit him on his thigh. 

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