The beauty of an autumn season

I didn’t cry when people expected me to do so, I didn’t moan when everyone was anxious to hear me complaining.

This is the story of my life and I’m eager to share it with you.

I’ve observed people sighing for a shedding tree, I’ve noticed the gloominess of mood in the autumn season and I’m aware that the decaying yellow leaves are meant to be a symbol of despair. But, my perception of life is different.

For me, the fall of an autumn season is a call of life. I know it seems weird but this is what I’ve learned from my experience of car accident.

From this day before, I haven’t heard about the term “paraplegic”. And, today while painting this picture, I’m glad that my hands and brain are still working.

I’m thankful to this fall in life because after every fall there is a rise, I’m happy that I’m painting and adding colors to this life.

158 words

Inspired by a real life story.

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This story is my submission to Sunday Photo Fiction. Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words.