The Homecoming

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She felt their judgmental eyes on her. She knew that they knew.

And that was sufficient to bring the monsters of the past to raise their ugly heads.

The memories of the past slipped back into her mind and engulfed it completely with fear and pain.

She ran away from all the physical and the mental demons into the dark and quiet of the long room.

As she breathed in deeply, the musty and the woody smell acted as a tonic for her frazzled nerves.

The words around her gave her the much-needed escape, comfort and strength.

It was homecoming…

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Linking this to Writing Wednesdays at Write Tribe for the Prompt  “The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.” ― Maya Angelou

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Delayed Connection

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I’m sitting by the window, waiting for a piece of my young adult life to walk in through the door.

As if on cue, he’s wading through the sea of tables and fellow diners.

His eyes light up on seeing me and before the pleasantries, he gives his reason for being late, just like before.

We talk about a million things and fall into an uncomfortable silence when it’s time to leave.

And at that very moment, I realize that I’ve never stopped loving him.

I stare at him in shocked silence, when he says, “I’ve never stopped loving you.”

Linking this to Writing Wednesdays at Write Tribe. Today’s prompt is a Wordle consisting of 10 words. From these words, use a minimum of 4 to a maximum of 10 words in the post.

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The One That Got Away

Today’s prompt for #FridayReflections is…

“Then I wondered if everybody has that person that haunts them, the one that got away.”― Marlon James, A Brief History of Seven Killings

The first thought that comes to my mind when I think about ‘the one that got away’  is unrequited love. But it could be about the missed opportunities, or the relationships that didn’t work out, as well.

‘The one that got away’ brings to my mind the thought that a relationship or an opportunity should have worked but somehow it didn’t turn out as per the expectations and their paths diverged.

How would one feel about ‘the one that got away’? What would be the dominant feeling? Would it be regret or hurt or pain or doubt or…? Would the various ‘could have been’ scenarios create havoc in the head? Would the heart shed silent tears?

I remember writing a 100 word story on this very thought a few years ago, which I believe is apt for this prompt. So here’s a rehash of an old post…

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La douleur exqise*… the words that explained how he felt.

He knew that she would never be his. But when does love follow rules?

For months, he felt a heavy stone on his heart, with sad tears washing it.

The pain was killing him and he believed that he’d never get over her.

Then just like a new day, change came his way.

He realized that he was done with regrets. He had to move on.

He understood that some people can be a part of your history but never your destiny!

Slowly, he felt his heart begin to heal…

*La douleur exqise – It means, the heart wrenching pain of wanting affection of someone unattainable.

Linking this to #FridayReflections

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The Lost Cause

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They cried till they could cry no more.

The search for their missing son in the four corners of the earth was fruitless, no suspects were ever identified. patomskycr001-11

Seeing some commotion on their farmland one morning, they pushed their way through the crowd to find a circular spot which had turned barren overnight. In the middle of it lay their son, fast asleep with his head on his arm.

After their fifteen minutes of fame, the return of their son was a fly in the ointment for them.

When asked about his disappearance, he always answered, “I had gone home”.

Linking this to #BARWoWe

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Be Yourself

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I looked up as a luxury car stopped near me.

A girl stepped out.

‘Why is she dressed like a hobo?’, I wondered.

She had that vibe of rebelliousness with confidence that shone through her.

I smiled as I could relate to that.

I grabbed a pair of scissors and gave myself a new look…. a bit of knee-exposed skin with some calculated tears, styled with the only pair of shoes I had.

I believe, clothes are not meant just to cover yourself, they are also meant to express yourself, not because you have to, but because you want to.

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Linking this to Wordy Wednesday at Blog-A-Rhythm

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A Love Not Lost

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I can’t say our life together has been a smooth sailing, because I’d be lying if I did. There have been too many ups and downs… our hurts and tears give competition to the smiles and laughter. I know, it’s easy to look the other way, but let’s take the time to believe that we don’t hate each other. Let’s make believe that we love each other still. Because when we do that and look into each other’s eyes for just a bit longer, you’ll see that I’m not pretending and may be you will realize that neither are you!

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The Awakening

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It’s dark and cloudy with rains lashing relentlessly since morning. It’s as if the sky understands my state of mind and is crying with me.

The wind outside is howling and raging, matching the swirling unease of my soul.

As the day drags on, I keep looking at the door… wondering, hoping…

I know, you are not coming back, but I’m not able to stop myself from waiting.

I look out of the window, as another brutal wave of loneliness engulfs me.

Suddenly the reality of being rejected, unwanted and abandoned hits me, just like this house across the street.

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Linking this to NaBloPoMo and #FridayFotoFiction

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Change It Up

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Tough times don’t come with a warning like dark gloomy clouds or flashing neon sign. But they do come, after all, life’s ups require life’s downs… the rising and crashing waves are part of the same ocean. During these hard times, the challenges he faced were great. The solutions were not in plain sight. Could he let this situation destroy him? No, for he knew that hard things do turn soft after a while. He focussed on what he could control, not what he could not. So, he just went about to keep high aspirations, moderate expectations, and small needs.

Linking this to the Wordy Wednesday @ Blog-A-Rhythm – Sentence Prompt -Keep high aspirations, moderate expectations, and small needs. -William Howard Stein

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Trust

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It was well within his reach. He was tempted to pick it. But looked away the next instant.

A small voice grew loud in his head and in a split of a second invaded it.

He stretched his hand and grabbed it hungrily. With a touch of fingertip, he hurriedly though systematically went about accomplishing his mission.

So engrossed he was that he didn’t hear the bathroom door open. Their eyes met. Hers  flashed with anger, his with embarrassment.

With head in his hands and eyes shut tight, he realized trust, like the soul, never returns once it is gone.

Linking this to Write Tribe’s Write Your Heart Out On The Weekend – #WYHO

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You Can’t Know Everything

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Knowledge is power! And the hunger for knowledge should be never ending. Thomas Huxley suggested, ‘Try to learn something about everything and everything about something.’

Some would like to know something about everything and some may believe in knowing everything about something!

I think, both are practically impossible, as the depth and breadth of information available today is boundless and bottomless. Is it humanly possible to follow either of the suggestions?

Some brilliant folks might still achieve the impossible but then how will they respond to this thought from Thomas Edison ‘We don’t know a millionth of 1% about anything!

Linking this to Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday Prompt – a quote from Thomas Huxley

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