As Time Flies

Source Each anniversary a surprise would wait for her and he somehow made his gifts unique often leaving her wondering ‘if everything was real’ . This time, they were seven seas apart and she could feel his pangs of this separation; “ His face is a mirror of his true feelings ,” she said to herself. There Skype conversation made her uneasy as her commitments kept her away from him.         ........................................................................................................................................................... She  unlocked the door softly and as the minute hand touched twelve she screamed at the top of her voice “ SURPRISE! ” His silhouette was visible on the couch. “ No, ” she realized; there were two. source Aug 4th:  Caught red-handed ALSO,  Linking up with  Uncharted Blog  and  Six Sentence Stories , where the cue word is Minute.

Source The mystery unfolds, Camera rolls. Life takes the cue, Enacts the scenes- Makes me weep, Makes me smile, Trips me over, Helps me cross the mile. Speculations put the brake, Existence on the stake. Then I realize Life is fun While on the ‘go’ The pleasure is not in existence It’s hidden in - What you don’t know. Source Aug 2nd:  What you don’t know

"I Guess it was him. Yes, it had to be him as yesterday he had said he would give a call," She mumbled, as the thoughts about their blind date flooded her vision. The connection was weak and from what she could make out, he said," will be at the doorstep by seven and ..," something about her odour." They were meeting and she had to be her fragrant best was all she cared about.  She got busy asking friends about fragrances to make it an evening to remember; still, something seemed amiss to her. Ready by 6.45 she waited for him; peeping through the window, pacing across the room, sitting down  to start the ritual again after a minute. Sharp at seven the bell rang, making her heart thump severely and when she opened the door with a  perfect smile on her lips, a hand holding a box stretched towards her; "Ma'am, your order  and kindly pay in cash." Aug 1st:  Stranger than fiction This post was originally written for  Six ...

Source They cribbed about the dressing style. They shouted at the raw manners. They mocked at the verbal abilities. He stood silent, ever smiling to the hard hitters. Then one day he achieved what they dreamt. He prayed for them to be forgiven for the ignorant seldom know the right path. Do you believe in "forgive & forget"? This post is a part of the A to Z Challenge 2016. Today's letter is A.

painting by David Ligare We are different As you, all can see, However, our shadows gel, Rendering inseparable - ‘WE’. As I look up Empty space is all That I can see. When you look down towards me Your blushing face is- All I can feel. We may not be appealing together However, Life is beyond what eyes can see. You and me Inseparable - WE More at  Magpie tales

Source "As Time Flies" There are times when someone tries to guide us but we feel as though we are under scrutiny. As long as the person is not harsh or negative we should be happy to have a friend like that. Who has time to rectify things in this busy world? At least, I consider such well-wishers around me as my friends. All my friends in this virtual world who have guided me some time or rectified a mistake I thank them today. Do you stop to thank that person who picks up scattered things for you while you are juggling with your shopping bags or you just gather your things, turn around, and walk away? Most of us would go with the former, right. I have come across people who ignore the helping hands as if they do not exist. Well, dear friend, you may be on this side of the fence but some day you might be on the other side and maybe then, you will understand how it feels. The worth of anything is realized only when it is not there with us. Showing gratitude does no...

photo by Caroline Knopf This week the letter is 'E' and I dabble in the Fiction. Open to critiques! While she stood by the waters, the silence echoed the story of her life. After five years of companionship that faced the turbulences of life to triumph over the enemy and the soul, he ditched her for death. The dove-eyed lass with a feeble body took over the reigns of the sea and the cause of the people – his people and now her children. The longing for him never left her but the love he had bestowed upon her during that short spell proved deeper than the sea. His body had left her 25 years ago but the soul he left behind for her – his eternal love. Linking to Mag 305

Source As good, as it can get things are improving on this side as the family is recuperating from the ugly flu. It is such a dreaded disease. All the joints, bones, and muscles pray for compassion and the nerves are a wreck. You wonder if at all you would have grasped that a little virus could control your life for almost a week. Pray if only you had listened to the clattery sounds of your bones and the whizzing sirens that shook your chest. If only, but, then it is too late. To add salt to your open wounds the entire family takes a corner each of the house. Oh God, show some mercy!   Promise I shall listen to the silent rants of my body next time. This is the thought that never leaves you until you leave the bed. Afterwards, Well “I am a shoemaker” Promise, what is that? The deadly cold is probably the taken most casually but the effects it has on the body are hard hitting! "I hate you" is all I  say to the Flu!