Dont ever leave me

"You really need to talk to me dear" He said a bit irritated.
She sat there the whole time without replying back to him.
"I really love you, you know that!" He said with a smile.
He was chopping vegetables, cooking dinner and she sat on a chair next to the dinning table.
"I know I was too harsh on you baby, I shouldn't have yelled at you"
His back was turned to her, she always stopped speaking to him after these fights, and it took her a day at least before she would start talking to him again.
He turned his face looking back at her with the smile still on, "I really do care for you baby".
They had a fight that evening. He had come back from his job earlier than usual, angry, and red faced.
He had been fired from his job, again. This was his 7th job in the last 4 months. Things hadn't been great between them at home either. It had been 4 months since their marriage too. She had realized too late that all the charms of his that she had succumbed to were the only things he unfortunately possessed. They lived in a small house, quite a distance away from any other.
They were having these fights every day lately. Today’s was the worst. She had threatened that she would leave him and had gone off to pack her bag. He had thought he would lose her forever.
"I really love you dear" he repeated "How could I ever let you go".
He turned back and continued chopping the vegetables.
"I promise, first thing tomorrow morning I will set off to find a job, I wont disappoint you again baby".
Still she refused to talk to him.
He slid the chopped vegetables into pot of boiling water.
Turning back, he dried his hands on his apron.
"I could never live without you honey" he said with a guilty expression on his face.
He paced back to the table and placed a plate in front of her and stood there watching her.
She always looked the most beautiful when she was angry he thought, smiling again. But she refused to give in to his charms this time.
He slowly tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears.
"You will never ever say you will leave me again" he said and bent down to place a kiss on her cheek.
Dragging a chair next to her he sighed, "Hmmm....you still won’t talk to me?" And held her hand.
Her hands had turned cold. He rubbed them with his hands trying to make them warm.
He really did love her.
As he got up to return to cook dinner, he glanced down at the floor.
"Look at the bloody mess we did, let me clean this up" he said and walked away to get the mop.
He returned a while later with the mop in his hand and started mopping up the floor. As the mop stick hit the chair she was sitting on, she slipped off it and hit the floor. The knife still lay embedded in her.
"I am really sorry dear" he said with an apologetic expression as he propped her lifeless body back on the chair.


"I really do love you honey, how I could ever let you go" he whispered, getting back to mopping her blood off the floor.

Realization

Back to short stories :)

She closed her eyes, as she could feel the wind on her face, also scared at what she had just done. Her cheeks were still wet with tears. She closed her eyes even tight. Bracing herself. There were several thoughts passing her mind, fear, loss, loneliness. As seconds ticked and brought her closer to the moment, there was a sudden change in her thoughts. They seemed to be much clearer to her, there was something about them. It was as if she could see every moment of her life, right from the time she was born. But this time, it was as if she was watching herself from outside. She saw how happy her parents were, looking at her the first time. She could make out the drop of tear that rolled down her moms eyes, cradling her in her arms. How proud her dad felt, looking at his daughter. There was warmth now that she felt, looking at her parents and how happy they felt. Every moment she had spent, seemed to be passing her by right in front of her. The day when she had come back from her school to find a pup waiting for her, it was what her parents had gifted her for her 10th birthday. She had stayed up all night playing with the pup, she could see her parents watching and laughing all the time. The sadness that was within her now seemed to be lifting away. She saw the day when she had come back crying from college, because of a fight she had with her friend. Her mom had made her sleep with her head lying on her lap. She felt a feeling of love and care wash over her, looking back at this. As more and more moments of her life passed her by, she realized that she always had her parents to cheer her up, to love her, to care for her...As the moments she had spent, came close to present. She realized that the feeling she had felt of having lost the world, when her boyfriend had said its over between them meant nothing. She had failed to realize that her parents loved her more than anything else in the world. She felt stupid at what she had just done. But the realization was too late. Thuuuuuuuud...she hit the ground, the impact of jumping from the 10th floor of her building instantly taking her life.


They say "Before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes". But unfortunately, isn’t it too late to do anything about it...

Exam day blues

I woke up with a startle to a shrill voice of the alarm ringing and a sweat running down my brow. Pale faced I reached for the clock to shut the damn thing off before it gave me a headache. My breathing was still heavy. I realized it was just a nightmare I had. I was sitting on a chair in front of study table next to a window. Books were lying open around me. I figured I must have dozed of trying to study. I uttered a curse under my breath. So much for a night out before the exam day. I probably hadn’t lasted long with the scary looking books before succumbing to sleep last night. That meant I knew only the first chapter of the book that consisted of probably more than 20.Unfortunately for me, the 1st chapter was just the introduction. I got up from my chair, trying hard to stifle a yawn, to move the curtain away and open the window. I was still sweating from the nightmare I just had. Daylight washed the room as I moved the curtains aside. This couldn’t be I thought, how could it be so sunny at 3Am in the morning. Now despite the sweating a cold chill was running down my spine. I reached for the clock again, it did show the time to be 3 Am. something was definitely not right. It wasn’t 3 Am that was for sure. I searched for my watch under pile of mess I had created on my table. Finally found it buried beneath some blank papers which I had intended to have filled up with notes from the chapters the previous night. The watch showed the time to be 9:30. My breathing got heavier. The exam was scheduled to be at 9. I pushed the chair back and hurled the damned clock into a dustbin. Uttering more curses, I opened my room door. An empty hostel block welcomed me. Of course it would be empty, everyone would be in the exam hall writing away answers furiously. Slamming the door closed, i started running towards the college block. I was running as if my life depended on it. My chances of getting a descent job definitely did. Not to mention what I would have to tell my parents. “Mom, Dad, I slept through my exam." I shivered at the thought.

I ran into the college entrance and past several people without stopping for a breath. I reached my classroom door panting. That’s when I realized, I wasn’t carrying neither my hall ticket nor a pen. There was one more thought that was trying to push its way through in my mind. But I figured that could wait for the moment. What else could be more important than this? I prayed that the lecturer would let me write the exam, if I begged him enough. I pushed the door open and walked in still panting. As I looked around at the faces staring back at me, I felt something wasn’t right. Why had everyone stopped writing and were looking at me with shock. In fact I could see couple of people with jaws wide open enough for a bird to build their nest. Of course I was late for an exam, but that definitely didn’t deserve this kind of reaction. Suddenly the thought that was trying to push its way through in my brain succeeded to grab my attention. I was still dressed in my previous night’s pajamas and baniyan. Not to mention my hair was a complete mess. That last part was of course a minor detail. Mr. Hari Sadu, who had the reputation of being the nastiest lecturer of the college, was the supervisor. He was still recovering from surprise. Mr. Sadu had started walking past the benches towards me yelling in his shrill voice. I stood there speechless, wide eyed, stomach churning and head swirling. All these reactions were trying to compete with each other. And it looked as if each of the reactions were winning. Mr. Sadu was already next to me and was angrily shouting at me. I couldn’t make out a thing of what he was saying. It seemed to me that his voice was getting shriller (If that was ever possible) and louder. I was already sweating profusely by now, not to mention the feeling of being embarrassed in front of whole classroom. He was about to slap me, when I woke up with a startle to the shrill voice of the alarm ringing and a sweat running down my brow...

Melancholy

He stood at a safe distance away, staring at the crumpled remains of a car. Broken glass pieces spread around and mangled remains of a car that had hit a tree head-on. Smoke billowing out of the car.

There were people shouting and running towards the car wreck, paying little attention to him as they passed him by. He couldn’t hear a word they were saying, an eerie silence came over him. It felt as if he was watching a silent movie play in front of him.

It was already late in the night, and it had started drizzling. But he couldn’t feel the rain either.

An ambulance came screeching to a halt next to him, sirens still wailing.The crowd had managed to pull a guy out of the wreck and laid him on the ground. As the paramedics approached, the crowd parted to let them in.

The Paramedics checked for a pulse on the injured man and knew immediately they were losing him. One of them started performing CPR.

It had started raining heavily now. But he still stood at a distance as if in a trance, unnoticed. His eyes unblinking staring at the scene unfold in front of him.

The paramedics were getting frantic by the minute.

A tear rolled down his eyes as he heard the paramedic declare there was nothing more they could do to save the man.

He gradually started fading into darkness still staring at his own face lying on the ground covered in blood, just as the paramedics closed the dead mans eyes.

Bliss

Story writing is something i took up as a pastime. I had taken a shot at this before several times, giving up each time without having written much. Here is one more attempt at it.This ones titled "Bliss", while listening to song "Heaven" by Bryan Adams, i thought what would be my idea of bliss. :-)




She’s lying on the bed, wide awake but eyes closed, pretending that she’s deep asleep and trying not to smile. He’s standing leaning at the door, arms crossed, smiling at her. He knows she’s awake. Its 7 in the morning, the first rays of rising sun streaming through the half open window is falling on her face making her glow like an angel. Looking at her trying not to smile, makes him smile more. 

A cool breeze flowing in from the window gently blows a strand of her beautiful hair onto her face. She doesn't want to move it, she doesn't want him to know she’s awake. 

He is still smiling, soaking in this sight of his angel lying there pretending to be asleep and not knowing he is there. he wants this moment to last forever. 

He slowly moves toward the bed. She can hear him coming but still does not want to open her eyes. She is enjoying this game of hers and he can see it.


He eases himself onto the bed next to her, close enough to smell the beautiful  fragrance of her hair and gently moves the strand of hair away from her face.  Wishing again if time could just stop, and this moment here could last forever

Watching her play this game of hers, still pretending hard at being asleep, he slowly leans in closer to her ears. She can feel his warm breath on her neck, making her smile more. But she still refuses to open her eyes.

Still smiling, he whispers into her ears "I Love You", and she opens her eyes finally smiling :)