Love for serenity

The floor beneath her feet shook violently. Hurled stormily to one corner, she tried to get on her feet in vain. The cutlery from the shelf came crashing down and missed her forehead by a hair's breadth. She barely managed to crawl to the edge of the staircase, quickly making a dash for the exit. Once outside, the gravity of the situation sunk in - a giant wave, a surefire killer, was rapidly pacing towards her boat. She wondered how come she'd always been in love with the sea for its serenity...

Take me there…

The string broke, the beads fell apart
Is this the beginning of the end,
Or is it a fresh start?
Is life about the entirety,
Or merely a sum of all parts?
So many unanswered questions
That haunt the mind and heart.
Oh take me where the peace belongs,
Where doubts are weak and love is strong.
Take me where the warmth of the sun
Lights up hearts both old and young.
Take me where I’d like to stay
To be myself, to laugh and play,
Oh take me far away away…
Take me where I’d like to stay.

Of choices made

Seething fury for his cold indifference gave way to washed mascara.

‘My children need me’, he sealed her fate, walking away.

She’d given up her world for him. Pity, she lost him too.

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This post is in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge – Week 102. The challenge is to write exactly 33 words about love gone wrong. However, we are forbidden the usage of any of the following words:

Love

Sad

Tears

Wept

Heart

Pain

The Race

His heart thumping right into his mouth, he took a sharp turn out of the serpentine trail of slow-moving cars in the jam and turned into the dark alley on the left. He nervously kept looking back at the dark shadow following him and repeatedly muttered under his breath ‘Just a few more minutes please’.

Although it was past midnight, few of the houses continued to throw light onto the street. Glimpsing into his watch every few minutes, it appeared as though he was somehow trying to slow down the pace of time with this fruitless effort. The car suddenly screeched to a halt as he abruptly hit the brake when an injured puppy appeared in front of his car from nowhere. Mentally juggling with the idea of cursing the puppy or taking pity on it, he stepped out, lifted the puppy and quickly placed it inside his car to resume his journey.

Back at the bungalow, he searched fruitlessly for her in every nook and corner. Pacing across from room to room, he intermittently looked behind for the dark shadow but it was nowhere to be seen now. All he saw was the little puppy, limping slowly behind him.

Sweat trickling down his brow, he froze in his path for a moment, turned around and raced towards the terrace garden. ‘Honey, I got your medicines’, he shouted at her back but she made no move. As he approached her, he saw her lifeless body right besides the dried rose shrub she had once nurtured so lovingly – a painting of his smiling face clutched firmly to her bosom by her pulseless arm. The dark shadow had given him a few minutes but claimed her instead. The rose petals had lost out to the thorns this time.

The puppy slowly limped into his lap and put its head down to rest. A wounded leg, a wounded heart… united in pain. ‘You are my only companion’, he whispered to the puppy, gently kissing its forehead.

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This post (333 words) is in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge - Week 104. The prompt is to pen down 33-333 words using the third definition of the following word:

 

COMPANION (noun)
1:  one that accompanies another :  comrade, associate; also:  one that keeps company with another
2 obsolete :  rascal
3 a :  one that is closely connected with something similar
   b :  one employed to live with and serve another.

End of all woes

The ecstasy on William's blood-stained face as he was about to be beheaded in front of a huge crowd of gawking spectators, the hope of seeing the rays of the sun tear apart the darkness of the unending, gloomy night, the anticipation of the fragrance of his long-lost love, his aching for the gentle kiss that reminded him of dew-topped rose petals, the sounds of her tinkling laughter every time he played with her silken tresses, they all masked the tears of blood that he shed in his fight for her and the immense suffering he put up to bring justice to her death. In a moment of trance, this soldier realized that few seconds from now, he would be hers in death too, just as he'd never quit being hers in life. He couldn't contain within himself the rapturous exaltation coupled with relief that he was going to become one with her... finally!

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This post is in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge (week seventy-four)

This week’s Trifecta challenge was to incorporate the word below, in the third definition.

This week's word prompt:

ECSTASY (noun)

1
a : a state of being beyond reason and self-control
b archaic : swoon
2
: a state of overwhelming emotion; especially : rapturous delight
3
: trance; especially : a mystic or prophetic trance

The New Year Is Coming…

A lot of hype’s in the air about what should be done for New Year, where should we go, which party to attend, whom to get together with, and so on. How fruitful does this seem? Party, eat, drink, drive home and back to sleep. A new day is here on waking, some excitement in the air still, lots of forwarded messages wishing you Happy New Year and then that’s it. Things once again back to normal - routine, so to say.

How about every day which is new too… does it not call for happiness about its arrival? About getting one more day to live your life and come closer to your dreams. We all take each day for granted…as if we were to live forever. And we take love for granted too. As long as it keeps coming to us from our loved ones, we don’t bother to acknowledge it. The meal cooked with love, the home cleaned, the love showered upon us day after day - we don’t seem to notice all this. We don’t seem to be interested in finding out why our better half does not feel good today, what is it that he/she misses, what can make him/her happier. We constantly think we have given so much to the other... but we don’t see the opposite person has perhaps given much more and may be deserves good after all. We don’t seem to have time to talk about issues, solve them and even avoid them in future. Issues are simply buried for the time being, only to raise their ugly heads later and maybe buried again.

Let us resolve this New Year that we shall love without inhibitions… care selflessly for our loved ones… cherish their love every moment… you never know when the person might be gone forever leaving you behind with a sad wish that you should have seen this coming and perhaps prevented it… don’t take love for granted… it’s the worst thing you can do to your love and to yourself…