My hand faltered as my mind struggled, why is this so hard? Have I lost touch? Is it the restriction on the number of words? No, everything has a first time. I clicked ‘Publish’ on my post to the yeah write challenge.
Year: 2014 (Page 3 of 11)
Of late, I have been writing in spurts. Either I write multiple posts in a short span or I don’t get time to write at all. I have been trying to schedule posts but that’s not working too well either. Sigh! In any case, I hope all this is falling into place come November. There’s a change in work and I am changing it for good. The new work has more scope for writing and I can’t be more excited about it. So with this new twist, I hope my work-life balance gets better and I have more time for blogging, reading, cooking and romancing with the hubby 😛 And I have a plan in place to get a compact stationery kit and a journal that am gonna cary around to write as soon as the words appear in my mind.
October being the birthday month arrived with lots of excitement and work. It has been busy from the start with sis-in-law’s wedding giving it a kick start, then lots of travel, and the much hyped Diwali – the first Diwali after marriage coming up. I have already completed my birthday shopping and have got a gift from the hubby too 🙂 A simple and stylish fastrack watch! I was so excited to wear it immediately but hubby put his foot down since I have a obssession for using new things immediately. So now I am waiting for the 20th to come to wear it. Almost immediately after the birthday, we are leaving for home for the Diwali celebration. There is much fuss and hype going at home since this is the first big celebration after our marriage but we don’t feel any different. We both hate crackers and all the pollution and hence refrain from them. Our diwali tradition is to relish the home food, watch a bit of TV, spend quality time with family and a visit to the temple for a special application to God(This I do for my loved ones who are more religious).
I also have a few books on the list, Rebecca, the epic twins- Ramayana and Mahabharata for starters. I have already read the epics long back and quite familiar with them but recently I stumbled upon the acclaimed Rajaji’s version and hence I thought of giving it a go again. I picked up Rebecca as Aathira’s review inspired me.
So this month is the one which has brought in a lot of good changes and I sure hope the pieces of my puzzle are falling into place for the long run. I am grateful for all that life has given me and pray for the strength I need for the upcoming challenges. So how have you been? How’s life treating you?
Until later 🙂
Copyright – Marie Gail Stratford
He stood confused in front of the huge open walled-cabinet filled with all his favorite drinks.
“Don’t do it, she won’t like it if she knew you started drinking” his heart chided him.
“She left me, I no longer care about her” his mind retaliated.
After a long look at the cabinet, he turned his back and walked out to reconcile with his wife.
Just because you’re mad at someone, it doesn’t mean you stop loving them.
Until later 🙂
Linking this write-up to FSF on Confusion @ Lillie McFerrin Writes and Friday Fictioneers, 26th September.
He didn’t want to be a paper-weight in her life, curbing her from flying. He wanted her to fly even if it meant that she has to leave him. She didn’t want to fly without him, she wanted him to weigh her down. She wanted him to keep her grounded even if it meant sacrifice.
Until later 🙂
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As she acknowledged the pain in her heart, she wondered how much more were left. She thought that she was over the whole thing. Well, her heart said otherwise. Wanting something so much and getting it too is a wonderful feeling. She was over the clouds when she got the opportunity that would make her passion come alive. However, what it offered did not meet her needs, let alone wants. She was torn between life’s needs and her heart’s wants. She couldn’t brush either aside. While she felt that while given the chance, she also felt that it underestimated her worth. The confusion was too much but she knew the only way is through it and not away from it. Just like the water hole that blocks your path when all you have is that path you are on. So she decided to close her eyes and wade through the pain and let it go, because if it was meant to be, she would get her fair share.
Until later 🙂
Linking this vignette to Magpie Tales: Mag 238. Image source: The same prompt.
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