As Time Flies

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!

Peonies, William Merritt Chase, 1897 Completely aware of what the   contents   in her bag could lead to she sat with poise at the corner of his fully packed visitors’ room; it could backfire and end as another   amusing   affair for the public. “Both their lives were about to undergo a drastic change, but then he deserved it after what he had done to her mother years ago; money was not everything though they had enough provided by him but what about identity,” She thought. As she sat, looking at the peonies, the fallen petals caught her attention, they no longer belonged to the bouquet that they adorned once and the ripples in that water stirred the essence of the lake but then it added a charm to its otherwise stagnant existence.  As she sat deeply engrossed in her own world, the secretary informed her that her master was ready to meet her, bringing her back to reality.  As if woken from a deep sleep she excused herself to use the w...

 “Where are you taking me?”  Riddhi asked annoyed with him for having forgotten to wish her, leave alone give the gift she had desired for on their first anniversary, an early morning breakfast with him and the sunrise in the background as the new resort in their city claimed. “Endurance my dear is the best companion at the moment,”   Atul replied with a kidding note in his voice. “Hope he has no despicable ideas,”   she recollected the news about the suicide by a young, much in love couple. In addition, she remembered him talking about bringing some   Project   to its conclusion.   “Was it she?”