Short Story – Jatayu rides on words

As the first light of dawn gently kissed the sleepy village of Sundarpur, I, Jatayu, a boy with dreams as vast as the open skies, would be wide awake by then, eagerly looking up to the day’s adventures. Growing up in a modest home nestled amidst lush green fields, life wasn’t always easy for our family. This is my story – how I rode high on words.

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My father Hariya, my Baapu, is a farmer and toils day and night under the scorching sun to provide for us. My mother, Jayanti, a beacon of love and resilience, manages the household with grace, despite the constant struggle to make ends meet. In the midst of our humble existence, I find solace in the pages of books, losing myself in the enchanting world of literature and storytelling.

From a young age, I discovered my skill – the ability to weave words into captivating tales that takes my readers to far-off lands and sparked their imaginations. With each story I penned, I get kicked up with a sense of liberation. My words have the power to take me beyond the limitations of Sundarpur and reach the hearts of people across the world. But amidst the daily grind of rural life, pursuing my passion for literature seemed like an impossible dream. My parents, while supportive of my endeavors, worried about my future, urging me to focus on practical pursuits that would secure a stable livelihood. Yet, my heart yearned for something more, something beyond the boundaries of our village.

It was my Hindi teacher, Govind Gupta, aka GG sir as the world called him, who recognized the spark within me and encouraged me to nurture my gift for storytelling. Being a columnist himself in his yesteryears, he always had the words of appreciation for my work – supportive and quite a few times critical as well. The cheerleader in GG sir created a version of me. With his guidance and unwavering support, I honed my skills, pouring my heart and soul into each word I penned. Despite the challenges we faced as a middle-class family, GG sir’s belief in me gave me the courage to pursue my dreams relentlessly.

One fateful day, as I sat beneath the shade of a banyan tree, lost in the depths of my imagination, a letter arrived – a letter that would change the course of my life forever. It was from a renowned publication house in the city, expressing interest in publishing a collection of my short stories. My heart raced with excitement and trepidation as I read the words, scarcely daring to believe that my dreams were finally within reach.

With trembling hands, I sent off a copy of my work, unsure of what the future held. Weeks passed in agonizing anticipation until one day, a parcel arrived at our doorstep – my book, freshly printed and bound, a testament to years of dedication and perseverance. Holding it in my hands, I felt a surge of pride and disbelief – I, Jatayu, a boy from Sundarpur, with a penchant for storytelling, was now a published author. But the true moment of triumph came when the local distributors got wind of my book and clamored to stock it in their stores. To see my stories displayed alongside those of renowned authors was a surreal experience, one that filled my heart with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and joy.

And then, as if by magic, my story caught the attention of Navbharat Times, one of the leading newspapers in the country. In a feature article that spanned the pages of their prestigious monthly edition, my journey – from the dusty lanes of Sundarpur to the bustling streets of the city – was chronicled for all to see. It was a moment of validation, a testament to the power of perseverance and the boundless potential that lay within each of us.

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As the news of my success spread throughout the village, I watched with pride as my parents’ eyes brimmed with tears of joy. For them, my achievements were a source of immeasurable happiness, a testament to their unwavering belief in me even in the face of adversity. And as I stood before them, a beacon of hope for our family and our community, I knew that no dream was too big, no obstacle too daunting to overcome.

Today, as I continue to pen my tales and share them with the world, I am reminded of the journey that brought me here – a journey fueled by passion, perseverance, and the unwavering support of those who believed in me. And as I look towards the future, I do so with a heart full of gratitude and a determination to inspire others to chase their dreams, no matter how impossible they may seem. For in the end, it is not our circumstances that define us, but the strength of our spirit and the courage to believe in the power of our dreams.

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Author Credits

Sana Sanket is an upcoming short story author. With a keen eye for detail and a talent for weaving intricate plots reflecting Indian countryside, she has captivated readers with her compelling tales. Sana’s refreshing and unique narrative style have earned her recognition among both readers and critics alike.

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