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.
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.
14 comments:
Wow. Love the imagery with the rose and shadows in this. Very enjoyable read. Thanks for linking up!
This is so sad, but sweet and tender at the same time. I think the puppy will help heal his heart :)
Thanks for your lovely words Trifecta! Glad you enjoyed it.
Thanks Janna... I love the way you see the silver lining in every piece... Simply beautiful! Speaks a lot about you as a person :)
So sad but glad he has the unconditional love of a fur-baby to share his future with. Animals really are wonderful therapy.
Yes Lauren, something lost, something gained. I loved the way you summed up the bit on 'unconditional love'. Thanks for reading.
Such a lovely, touching story!
Thanks for reading theinnerzone :)
This is a cool piece. Great work!
Thanks for your encouraging words Draug!
Goose bumps!!!
Fabulously written!
Thanks Guru... It's always a pleasure to share my work with you.
Animals make the best healers :)
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