Empty pages Episode 2
Here is my work for the week. Tried my best at it - do let me know if I can improve in any way/ what I shouldn't be doing. I know I have been hyperexcited all week and forcing some of you to read this. I haven't written in a year and its really fun to be back at it, It's the buoyant force keeping my head above the water for now, so do expect more requests. :)
#6 : Slice
She moved like a dancer.
Just watching her work was magical.
It wasn't a job to her or a hobby.
She could whip up breathtaking pieces of art.
People travelled far and wide, just to have a taste of her genius.
Nothing she made could ever match up though.
All she wanted was a slice of cake,
Made by her mother.
To be stolen from the kitchen.
Nothing fancy, nothing complex.
Just a piece of her childhood, again.
Just watching her work was magical.
It wasn't a job to her or a hobby.
She could whip up breathtaking pieces of art.
People travelled far and wide, just to have a taste of her genius.
Nothing she made could ever match up though.
All she wanted was a slice of cake,
Made by her mother.
To be stolen from the kitchen.
Nothing fancy, nothing complex.
Just a piece of her childhood, again.
#7 : Time tells a Tale
They watched​ the three brothers build the bridge.
Death chuckled,"How long do you think they can avoid me?"
Time smiled, looked at him and said, "You honestly believe I'm going to tell you?"
He laughed and threw his cloak over his shoulders.
A breeze gently murmured as he approached the brothers.
He took his cloak off as they met halfway across the bridge.
Time stood still.
The brothers seemed happy with themselves as Death praised their brilliance and promised them rewards for evading him.
After much deliberation Death gave them the what they asked for.
The Elder Wand. The Resurrection stone. His own invisibility cloak.
Death watched them walk away, and as much as he hated to admit it, he did feel a little agitated. Restless. He kept pacing around, quite uncharacteristic of him, slow and steady was his style.
Time, a spectator, couldn't help but feel amused. She thought he knew, she wished he would remember. Nobody could evade either of them indefinitely.
She took his hands in hers and comforted him," We will find them. Together"
.
As promised, Death did defeat the first brother, who boasted of the wand, inviting trouble. The second brother, pined for his love who like light could only be seen, not felt. Driven crazy, Death watched him part with his life.Years passed and Death never found the last brother. Death bid away his time, now wiser, knowing they would meet.Years later, the moment arrived. Time gently prodded Death, who now had stopped pursuing the last brother entirely. She nodded towards the last brother, now an old raisin of a man and told Death,"He is waiting for you"
They greeted each other gladly and left as friends.
Time would tell the tale for years to come.
Death chuckled,"How long do you think they can avoid me?"
Time smiled, looked at him and said, "You honestly believe I'm going to tell you?"
He laughed and threw his cloak over his shoulders.
A breeze gently murmured as he approached the brothers.
He took his cloak off as they met halfway across the bridge.
Time stood still.
The brothers seemed happy with themselves as Death praised their brilliance and promised them rewards for evading him.
After much deliberation Death gave them the what they asked for.
The Elder Wand. The Resurrection stone. His own invisibility cloak.
Death watched them walk away, and as much as he hated to admit it, he did feel a little agitated. Restless. He kept pacing around, quite uncharacteristic of him, slow and steady was his style.
Time, a spectator, couldn't help but feel amused. She thought he knew, she wished he would remember. Nobody could evade either of them indefinitely.
She took his hands in hers and comforted him," We will find them. Together"
.
As promised, Death did defeat the first brother, who boasted of the wand, inviting trouble. The second brother, pined for his love who like light could only be seen, not felt. Driven crazy, Death watched him part with his life.Years passed and Death never found the last brother. Death bid away his time, now wiser, knowing they would meet.Years later, the moment arrived. Time gently prodded Death, who now had stopped pursuing the last brother entirely. She nodded towards the last brother, now an old raisin of a man and told Death,"He is waiting for you"
They greeted each other gladly and left as friends.
Time would tell the tale for years to come.
#8: Tick tock
I made mistakes and thought to myself- time won't find me.
I procrastinated and thought to myself - I'll find enough time, someday.
I suffered and thought to myself - time is so cruel to me.
I endured and thought to myself - my moment would arrive.
I survived and thought to myself - time will heal me.
I looked back on my life - the good days seemed so deep in the past, the bad days always in the present.
Time looked at me and said "It's all in your head"
I procrastinated and thought to myself - I'll find enough time, someday.
I suffered and thought to myself - time is so cruel to me.
I endured and thought to myself - my moment would arrive.
I survived and thought to myself - time will heal me.
I looked back on my life - the good days seemed so deep in the past, the bad days always in the present.
Time looked at me and said "It's all in your head"
#9: Mosquito problem
Maybe he wouldn't notice.
I justified my decisions to myself.
I went over everything I said and did.
My conscience like a mosquito that kept buzzing in my ear, wouldn't stop gnawing at me.
I mustered up the courage to apologise if only to swat the mosquito in my head.
I justified my decisions to myself.
I went over everything I said and did.
My conscience like a mosquito that kept buzzing in my ear, wouldn't stop gnawing at me.
I mustered up the courage to apologise if only to swat the mosquito in my head.
#10: Blend
He was told girls are made of sugar, spice and everything nice. He was told a lot of things about how girls would talk,think, behave.
But this girl was none of those.She was the perfect blend of sweet, salty, bitter and umami.
Too real. Too unreal.
He didn't know how to deal with her. All the advice he received seemed invalidated.
While he was grappling with his action plan, she was wondering what was wrong with her.
They never found out.
But this girl was none of those.She was the perfect blend of sweet, salty, bitter and umami.
Too real. Too unreal.
He didn't know how to deal with her. All the advice he received seemed invalidated.
While he was grappling with his action plan, she was wondering what was wrong with her.
They never found out.
#11 : Craving
There was silence around the table.
In fact there was silence most of the time.
They were a buttoned up lot.
Hardly spoke, even to each other.
How they lived like that, she didn't know.
This is all she had known, all her life, but she was sure a different way of living existed.
She craved emotion. The whole spectrum.
Happiness. Love. Jealousy. Anger. Heartbreak. Disappointment.
She craved hugs. Kisses. Fights. Tears
She knew she wouldn't find it here.
She had tried since her childhood but then realised- those gates were shut. Permanently.
In fact there was silence most of the time.
They were a buttoned up lot.
Hardly spoke, even to each other.
How they lived like that, she didn't know.
This is all she had known, all her life, but she was sure a different way of living existed.
She craved emotion. The whole spectrum.
Happiness. Love. Jealousy. Anger. Heartbreak. Disappointment.
She craved hugs. Kisses. Fights. Tears
She knew she wouldn't find it here.
She had tried since her childhood but then realised- those gates were shut. Permanently.
#12 : Chemistry
A quiet man in a suit was sitting in the park.He looked like he was deep in thought about life. Or business.
His thoughts were elsewhere though, in a more intimate recess of his brain.
Her eyes. Her laughter.The way she panted for breath when they ran.
His thoughts were elsewhere though, in a more intimate recess of his brain.
Her eyes. Her laughter.The way she panted for breath when they ran.
The way she'd fidget when she was worried.The first time they met. Their first kiss.
The kiss reminded him of chemistry lessons in school, when if the right two elements were put together, they'd explode. They were the right two elements. The explosion had lasted long enough.
Like a volcano though, the lava never stopped flowing for a very long time.
It all seemed like a lifetime away.
Did it even happen or was it all a dream?
He couldn't believe he had been that lucky. He was sure it was sheer luck because not everyone found someone like that. Not everyone found something that special.
He sat there absent-mindedly. Everything in the park was the same. The benches. The swings. The vendors who had seen their life and relationship bud, blossom and now wither.
Was it over?
A year after she had died, all he had were memories. Dregs of the past.
It all seemed like a lifetime away.
Did it even happen or was it all a dream?
He couldn't believe he had been that lucky. He was sure it was sheer luck because not everyone found someone like that. Not everyone found something that special.
He sat there absent-mindedly. Everything in the park was the same. The benches. The swings. The vendors who had seen their life and relationship bud, blossom and now wither.
Was it over?
A year after she had died, all he had were memories. Dregs of the past.
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