A voice reprimands, but do I heed it? I turn back nevertheless and let the mind wander through the lanes that are familiar and nostalgic. I re-play the moments of the past, turn memories over and over with hope that they turn live again. But they remain frozen in time as eyes shine bright with unshed tears.
I wipe the tears of love that did not last and a time that now is past.
It’s time to lock away the memories of the past from the light of the day and dark of the night to live and smile again!
Linking this to Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday Picture Prompt
I turned the knob and opened the door, but it refused to go any further. I pushed harder and heard something crack with a snap. All the drawers were open and things were spilling out of them. I couldn’t walk without stepping on clothes, charging cables, cans, shoes… As I made my way around the workout gear, I toppled the overflowing wastebasket.
When will I learn, I sighed!
I could close the door and keep out.
But No… Today, I will not wait for mom to clean up. After all, this is my circus and these are my monkeys! #FeelingDetermined
Linking this to Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday Prompt : Today, I will… and and Day 5 of the 5 Photos, 5 Days Challenge for which I was tagged by Genevive Angela
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I noticed the old man sitting on a park bench sobbing his eyes out.
I looked around and saw a woman near him look at him briefly and then turned the other way, like she didn’t see anything, while another man was visibly embarrassed.
I just wished I could take away his pain. I think he must be truly sad to cry in public.
Wonder, what has distressed him. On second thoughts, I don’t need answers, I just want to comfort him.
So, I got up and sat near him, till he smiled, looked into my eyes and petted me.
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Linking this to Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday prompt : I noticed the old man sitting on a park bench sobbing his eyes out… and Day 4 of the 5 Photos, 5 Days Challenge for which I was tagged by Genevive Angela.
I know it’s difficult to accept! Believe me, it’s all for a reason.
Nothing happens by chance or is just a stroke of good luck.
The people we meet, the ups and downs of life, all occur to test our limits, to realize our potential and to help us grow.
It’s these lessons that make us who we are.
Aah! You think it’s some random fancy talk and all you want is a solution which is nowhere in sight.
Well, every problem has in it the seeds of its own solution.
Remember, no one makes a lock without a key.
Linking this to Wordy Wednesday at Blog-A-Rhythm’s Picture Prompt and Day 3 of the and 5 Photos, 5 Days Challenge for which I was tagged by Genevive Angela.
Behind her she heard laughter.
Her throat constricted and unshed tears stung her eyes as she rushed out of the room.
She felt his presence as he sat down beside her on the concrete step.
He didn’t speak, and neither did she.
She met his gaze and saw a look of understanding and genuine concern.
And suddenly the dark clouds lifted and a ray of sunshine brightened the dark corridors in her heart.
Yes, sometimes you need someone to simply be there. Not to fix anything , but just to let you know that you are supported and cared about.
Linking this to Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday prompt : A free write using the opening lines: Behind her she heard laughter/ screaming… and 5 Photos, 5 Days Challenge for which I was tagged by Genevive Angela.
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The guests have started arriving. Mom and Dad are at the main gate, welcoming them.
Everybody is in awe of the grand decor. The wedding planners have left no stone unturned to give it a perfect blend of sophistication and uniqueness. Floral decorations, flickering candle lights and twinkling lights, curtains and backdrops, all in hues of red, blue, and yellow gave a warm festive look. Even the wedding throne chairs are in the same shades. How perfect and lovely!
But why am I not happy?
What if I don’t show up for my own wedding?
Oh, Mom and Dad would be devastated and people would say a lot of nasty things.
I know, it’s a tad late in the day. Some may call it wedding jitters or the excitement for the big day. But this little nagging feeling that all this is a mistake is just refusing to leave me.
Oh, I do know that anxiety and doubt are not the same thing.
I may be called dumb or coward.
But, I think, a real coward would be the one who turns up looking every inch a bride in all her wedding finery yet doesn’t show up in the marriage.
Linking this to Sunday Photo Fiction – July 19th 2015
Often we say, “I will be happy when…”
This ‘when’ could be a new job, a hike in salary or weight loss or a successful relationship…” Are we saying that the way it works, first comes success and then happiness?
Research shows that it’s the other way round. Happy people are more successful.
When you are happy, you will be more productive, creative, social and positive. And with all these success comes automatically.
Also, it’s hard to find happiness after success, as our goals keep changing.
Life is not a quest to achieve happiness. Happiness is found along the way!
I came across this infographic about happiness and success with reference to work place. But it applies to our personal life and relationships too.
What do you think, which comes first… Happiness or Success?
Linking this to Write Tribe’s – 100 Words on Saturday Prompt : Success first then happiness (Agree or Disagree).
For years, I had put the blinders on, as I continued to live up to the expectations of others.
All these years as I pleased people, was I actually living?
I think, I was merely existing or was I, in fact dying inside?
They say a setback is a setup for a comeback.
Like the phoenix bird, I had to rise from the ashes and believe in myself and love myself to become a new me.
I am going to fly as high as I can, go far as I can, on a long journey … a journey into myself.
Linking this to Write’s Tribes 100 Words on Saturday – Picture Prompt
Do problems ever come alone? I guess not! They always came like bundled offers… ‘Feel terrible along with terrified’ or ‘Get scared and get scarred too’.
It is so easy to have pity parties in head and drown in sorrows and setbacks during these trying times.
In these darkest hours, a simple act of kindness, a helping hand , a smile from a stranger, an ear to listen, or a comforting word, can give hope that one needs so badly.
And this little hope goes a long way, just like this candle, dispelling and defying darkness in this room, singlehandedly!
Linking this to Wordy Wednesday at Blog-A-Rhythm
Neither of us ever expected that we’d meet at the Clock Tower on the sea front that day.
As you sat on a bench opposite mine, I glanced up at you momentarily from the book I was reading. And you looked up from your phone at the same moment too. Our eyes met for a minute longer than necessary, as they appeared to communicate more than a subtle curiosity.
As soon as I saw you, I knew I had known you before. And soon enough we got chatting, sharing, exchanging our life and its stories. It was such a meaningful encounter.
Although our respective worlds beckoned and we parted ways. But not before deciding to gift each other the joy of a beautiful relationship by meeting every year at the same day at the same place.
Today’s is that day again. And you have not turned up yet again.
It is easy to feel hurt or betrayed. But I am not going to get swayed by that nor will I look forward to any apologies or explanations or regrets.
I’ll be just like the sole witness of our meet-up, this Clock Tower and do what it does. Keep moving ahead.
Linking this to Sunday Photo Fiction – June 14th 2015