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I see the ground slipping away as we ascend. Terra Firma the solid earth; firm ground, far below.
The land that shaped me, the one that tugs the heartstrings, Motherland. I see rivers, towns, and the vastness of its uninhabited stretches. I feel it within myself through the blood coursing through my veins, whispering, “we made you”.
Leaving behind a part of me, and the family ties that bind. Soon I will be soaring through the sky, the land a distant memory away. Till my destination draws near and I see the land that defines me now welcoming me home.
Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100
Initially I was going to be lazy and use an extract from this The Blue Sky but then decided to do some work instead.
Fine narrative, Sub. I like the stream of thought and am glad you weren't lazy this week.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kent, I think so too now :-)
DeleteTo have to pull up your roots and find new soil to call your home. A real treat to read.
ReplyDeleteThanks Björn for those words of appreciation.
Deletequite narrative approach.. keep sharing more and more awesome stuffs...
ReplyDeleteThanks Rahul, glad you liked it.
DeleteColdplay yes but honestly while reading this David Bowie was singing in the background of my head.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D67kmFzSh_o
Ha! Ha! Thanks Dawn. Actually as good as David Bowie is, I think the Canadian astronaut Chris Hadfield did a great cover version in outer space
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Dear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteExchanging one home for another. Change is difficult. Hopefully this will be a good one for him.
shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle, I guess it is about taking a closer look into what "home" actually means.
DeleteSubroto, Well written with great description. I also enjoyed the music. : ) ---Susan
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan, glad you liked it.
DeleteVery interesting profile of the land that shapes us and how it may change over time to create a new reality. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments Perry.
DeleteThis spoke to me, Subroto! Beautiful sentiments, tenderly expressed.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments Vijaya. I am glad you liked it.
DeleteDear Subroto, Love your story and it is quite telling. I like how picking up your tent and moving somewhere, when you go to sleep the next time - you are still at home. Good job! Nan :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Nan that's, true our home is whatever place we long to be.
DeleteThat was a wonderful read...I could relate to the character and the emotions were described beautifully.
ReplyDeleteThank you Preeti for reading and commenting. I am please that it resonated with you.
DeleteThis is clearly a hard parting, but the ending, knowing he will be welcomed in his new home is heartening. I liked the way you played with terra firma - injecting the narrator with a touch of fear.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments Sarah I am glad you liked it. The narrator was reflecting about how our identities are defined by so many influences in our lives.
DeleteWe do develop ties to where we've lived, but sometimes we outgrow them and need to move on. It seems we can thrive where ever we end up :)
ReplyDeleteThat is true but we are also the product of the sum total of our experiences. Thanks for reading and commenting Janna.
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