A Tittle-Tattle Tale

Sonam Deki Tshering
1 min readNov 27, 2022


Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Once upon a time, there was a girl with a chicken heart. She lacked the courage to go out, meet people, and explore the world. Her world was limited.

For days on end, she would stay inside in her tiny place. It was a wonder to the villagers what she did inside.

She’s such a disappointment, they would say. It was evident she would wither away in her space. They had no expectations. The girl was cursed to live her life alone and miserable.

Meanwhile, the villagers would work their lives away. That was the best and only way to live.

There was just one exception. Once a year, a sweet melody played on a piano would flow into the village and bring a sense of calm and joy.

The villagers would stop to listen, rejoice and marvel that the gods had blessed their village. Then they would toast their good fortune and dance the night away.

After all, the gods acknowledged all their hard work, and they were blessed with good fortune for the coming year.

On that day, not one villager would mention the girl. Not at all.

They did not need to discuss or imagine her misery on that particular day.

They were happy.



Sonam Deki Tshering

Trying to make sense of myself and everything around me through short stories and essays.