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Tag: relationships
8-Word Stories #4
A loud argument followed by a long silence.
8-Word Stories #3
They held hands and slept through the storm.
Kiss and Make Up
There was some kind of silence in the air.
Each blamed the other for being cold.
She craved attention.
He was guilty for being away.
She waited to be pampered.
He was afraid of her anger.
They turned away and slept in silence.
All the while missing each other.
Cluster
There is hardly anything new left for me to see outside my window. The trees stand calmly as always, clustered together. Sometimes still, sometimes swaying with the wind.
The lawn is green and beautiful. Now and then, I see people on it who bring their dogs out for a walk. The streets are empty, mostly parked cars. There is just a driveway in my community. My community is wonderful but it is also very quiet and can sometimes be boring.
Earlier, I used to get excited looking at the different varieties of birds outside my window. I still do, but they haven’t become my friends yet! Like I said, life here is calm and quiet. Just what I had always dreamed of.. but do we really know what we want?
Today, I had an urge to peep into the houses of my neighbours. Just for a change, to see what other people are up to.. What are they cooking? What are they wearing? Which show is running on their TV? Did I just hear someone arguing? Are the children up to some mischief?
These silly things which I took for granted and found annoying back in India are the things that I often miss. I look outside my window and find trees clustered together. Back home, my family, friends, and neighbours were the clustered trees. Together. Now I wonder, what I am doing here away from my tribe? Where is my cluster?
Sharing Life
Day 25 Inktober – Buddy
He held her hand and showed her the world through his eyes.
She looked up to him and followed him around.
Sometimes he wouldn’t share his things and make her feel sad.
But he would make up to it by taking her on a bicycle ride.
Together they spent hours building with Lego blocks and playing pranks.
Together they laugh, they play games, they fight, they share stories, and their lives.
Her first buddy – her brother, because friendships always start at home.
Gathering Pieces
Her family was broken
She gathered pieces
Every single day
& put them together.
They would fall apart
Every single day.
With tears dropping from her eyes
She gathered the pieces
All over again.
With a single hope,
That some day
They realise through her
That no matter how difficult life gets
You need to keep aside your weakness
Put on a brave face
& keep your loved ones content.
Orange & Purple Love
He stood outside with a smile
& a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
She was over the moon
Her eyes brimmed with tears of joy.
She whispered softly to herself,
My heart will only beat for you
For the rest of my life.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Sleep lingered on her eyelids
He carried her in his arms
And tucked her into bed.
Little Encounters of Love
At the cafe, we both reached out at once towards the cup of coffee placed at the counter. Our hands stopped midway, she turned and looked at me.
Our eyes locked for.. one second, two seconds, three seconds..
She quickly blinked and looked away.
I apologized and said, “Please, go ahead.”
She hesitated while reaching for the coffee.
So I said, “It’s fine, I am in no hurry.”
She lifted the cup, turned towards me again, looked into my eyes and gave me a smile.
I felt my heart stop.
She said, thank you and walked away.
Nuraine Sadaf 