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The broken kaleidoscope wasn’t reflecting darkness. Neither did it trap black spots.

The broken kaleidoscope reflected more colors with a vengeance.

Pieces of blue, pink, orange, green, yellow, and a mix of more colors. It sparkled brilliantly as the more broken pieces accumulated. 

Broken doesn’t have to mean losing the ability to shine. Often, being broken lets you show up without your shackles. Perhaps, when you thought you were broken, in fact, you broke off the chain that held you back letting you break free. 

Either way, it’s time to shine brightly without fear like the kaleidoscope. 

© Vinitha Dileep


This piece is written in response to the one hundred and ninth edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt ‘SPARKLE’ hosted at Reflections by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.