She gazed at the fire without blinking.
The cacophony created by the fusion of numerous sounds like the chanting of mantras, the non-stop banter of friends and relatives or her irritatingly teasing cousins would’ve driven her up the wall on any other day; today had other pressing matters.
She had given her consent to this but hadn’t accounted for the mental agony it would put her through. He was a good guy. Was she right in entering into this relationship with baggage?
She felt his hand touching her shoulder and turned to him, surprised. He signalled her to come closer and whispered softly in her ear, “Don’t be nervous, please. I will try my best. Promise!”
“He’s sweet and earnest.” she thought and smiled. When she looked at the fire again this time, she knew she had to burn her hurtful past in it and start afresh, for him.
Linking this with Mayuri and Tina for #FridayFotoFiction
Start afresh. Life’s never too old.
Good one Varsha.
Thanks, Yuvi. 🙂
There may be some other aspects of the story. like, what type of past she had? Is she sacrificing her love?
word limits otherwise it could be a good short story
You are right, Gaurav. I felt this was constricted. The story could be developed better even within 500 words. Her past or does her husband know and accept it…nothing could be explained.
Curious as to what happened next, was it easy to burn her past, what was her baggage really? Loved your story
Life is to be cherished forgetting a bad past and starting afresh! Thanks for linking up with #FridayFotoFiction.
The past is baggage that only weighs you down. Glad she decided to move ahead!
Thank you for writing for #FridayFotoFiction
Sometimes the only way to go is ahead. Touching tale.
All we have is here and now, the pas memoirs and sorrows are the mountains we need to climb not to carry. touched!