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There is that moment in time the sunlight fades and dusk approaches. It’s when the colors dance on the horizon
before darkness falls creating magical moments in twilight.
As the oldest
resident of the island she had watched countless sunsets long before tourism
had transformed her sleepy fishing community into a busy hotspot forcing long
term residents to leave.
But not her,
she would stay till the end with her two sons by her side.
From his house at the top of the hill, the old man mumbled, “Now
where is she walking off all alone at this hour?”
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So glad to be back for another episode of the Friday Fictioneers but sometime life gets in the way and for no reason you find that you are taking a black dog out for a walk, I guess writing is a good excuse to put that beast back in chains. I did convert my A to Z poetry challenge into an e-book that can be found here A to Z Poems. It is free for Kindle Unlimited users, the poems are accessible from this blog anyway (http://subrotopant.blogspot.com/search/label/Poetry), I just wanted an ebook format and chose the one I knew (note to self smashword allows users to put out free ebooks).
That is enough rambling for one entry, I hope you readers will read and comment.
That is enough rambling for one entry, I hope you readers will read and comment.
How sad, something tragic has happened and she can't bare to leave the memory of her sons. Touching story. Well done on the ebook.
ReplyDeleteThanks Iain I think you have perfectly come up with the essence of the story.
DeleteDear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteYou always leave a void when you don't show up. Beautiful and poignant piece. The last lines goes right for the heart. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle, I am touched by your words.
DeleteShe's still strong
ReplyDeleteShe is indeed but while she is carrying on by herself, memories stir up inside her.
DeleteSo nice to have you back amongst us, Subroto. This was beautiful writing.
ReplyDeleteThank you Dale I am glad you liked it.
DeleteTouching piece, she at least has her sons with her in some way. I hope she makes it back home safe. Nice to have you back with us.
ReplyDeleteThey remain in her thoughts and the recesses of her mind. Thanks for your comments Fatima.
DeleteYou give us a strong sense of place in this story. The old lady and her sons are part of the history of the little town. I admire her determination to stay, although the old man's comment makes me fear for her safety.
ReplyDeleteI fear that the spirits are calling out to her to join them. Thanks for reading and commenting Penny.
DeleteThat is so identifiable. It reminded me of places in Uttarakhand.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations for the e-book.
Uttarakhand is changing in so many ways, I am not sure if for the best. Thanks for your comments YS.
Deletei guess she fell victim to progress as well. she may have to change her routine walking in the wee hours of the morning instead.
ReplyDeleteThe ghosts of the past call out to her at night. Thanks for reading and commenting Plaridel.
DeleteI admire her for sticking around - it's her home after all - but such change for her to cope with.
ReplyDeleteHer way of life is changing as the old order gives way to new. Thanks for your comments Alistair.
DeleteA beautiful tale of an old yet very strong lady.
ReplyDeleteThan you Piyali I am glad you liked it.
DeleteI hope all goes very well for her. It's hard to let go of something that important
ReplyDeleteIt is hard when a whole way of life changes. Thanks for your comments Larry.
DeleteA story that warmed and tugged at my heart-strings. She'll be alright, I think. Congrats on the ebook!
ReplyDeleteThank you I am glad you liked it.
DeleteI so wonder if those young men are really more sinister things... I got the feeling that she might be a bit confused... but I might have misunderstood the story.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments Björn. You got it right, she is old and confused and sees people who are not there anymore.
DeleteI think she's taking a walk down memory lane. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteGhosts of a better time past. Thanks for your comment Sandra.
DeleteOh, so sad. She's keeping her sons with her in her memory, though, and that's a good thing.
ReplyDeleteThey remain in her memory forever. Thanks for reading and commenting Linda.
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