As Time Flies

The World beckoned for a visit, but here he lay trapped in shackles, bound to the virtual reality.  Copyright –  Douglas M. MacIlroy His passion longed for his touch but he seemed more attracted to the greenery on the other side of the screen than the garden that lay in front of him.

A walk to remember Chirping birds, Burbling stream, Rustling leaves, Exist but in a dream. Roaring excavators, Pounding hammers, Clanking metal, I hear. Longing to hear – The swish of breeze, Music of dancing trees, The gong of a temple from far Spare me- Please, no more of the fancy cars. Searching for the giggles while Children play, Gadgets or gizmos have taken The childhood away. Lost is the voice of a friend, Tapping the QWERTY - The new music in trend. All is lost in the noise, So, I hear no sounds If there was a choice I’d rather rebound.

Burdened by the hopes, stooped under the weight of self-pity she decided to take the plunge for once. Although willing to bring about a change, she was still in a dilemma as she was reluctant to initiate the process of transformation.

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.

As she sat telling her story, we could see her drowned in her past. “Although we laughed about it later but, that moment was scary for the two of us, “said Anita.  courtesy -  daisygreenmagazine