“Why isn’t it possible, say again?” He asked. “Told you, I can’t face anyone. Won’t leave the house for few months!” She cried. “You won’t go back on your word, promise?” He chuckled. “You think it’s funny? My beautician burnt my hair. I’m an ugly bird!” She howled. A bizarre marital crisis, he never anticipated.
We were best friends in school till her father got transferred to another city. We wrote letters to each other and kept in touch for a few months, but after a while our friendship fell prey to the distance between us and the need for increased focus on our academics. With time, we became a… Read More I'm not Elusive
He held her frail hand affectionately to keep her from tripping. “You can lean on me.” He said with a hint of pride. Her eyes welled up as she walked in short strides to match him. Together, the old lady and her grandson slowly went about their way.
This couldn’t have come at a more appropriate time. Today is one of those days when I’m bugged with the predictability and mundaneness of my life beyond measure. Is this a time to seriously reconsider why I did the things I did and question all my life decisions? I speculate. Whilst I’ve been lauded many… Read More Can't I just be me?
Her eyes spoke volumes Her lips quivered in pain Her heart ached, bruised, Her feelings were vain She had surrendered herself To him and his love The depth of her hurt Was now her treasure-trove. Daily Post prompt: Depth