Adiel and Silah #WriteBravely




..... Years of separation weighed down upon me. I had missed him, so much, and had almost convinced myself that I had forgotten him. I could only stare, teary-eyed. Seeing him in front of me within a tangible distance felt surreal. He had grown, and so had I. We had transformed to mature adults from carefree teenagers. Time had passed unhindered, and providence finally had us meet. But we had no words to speak. He was as surprised and emotionally moved as I was.

‘How have you been?’ Adiel asked breaking the loaded silence. That did it. All the welled up tears found their way down my cheeks. I couldn’t contain them, even though afraid to create a scene at the party. His face construed with concern and pain. He put his glass of wine on the nearby table and moved closed. I was too overwhelmed to start the long overdue conversation. ‘Silah...,’ he brought his hand near my face. I turned and ran towards the door, into the darkness, away from the intimidating lights. ‘Silah, wait, please,’ he called after me as I descended the never-ending stairs.

Who was I running from? Adiel? Or was it my beating heart urging me to escape from the games that fate played? My life had changed a lot, and his must have too. There was no point in getting involved in each others’ lives again. Coincidences and serendipity could only bring lost heartbreaks.
I walked down the stairs and took a turn to the road not knowing which direction I should be going. I tried hard to control the tears- it was embarrassing as some of the passers-by turned twice to see if I needed help. Nothing could stop my bleeding heart, the wounds that had not yet healed were now reopened. Who could have guessed that my past would revisit me, that too at such a stage in life. ....



Comments

  1. you have played with the words beautifully. I love the way you connected the pain in your words. The names are so beautiful. "the never-ending stairs" the emotional connection to this story.. loved it.

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    1. Thank you so much Deepa. The thing is, I could connect a few scenes in my mind and write this. It turned out longer than flash fiction. :)

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  2. A poignant tale. Some people are unforgettable. Loved your take on the prompt.

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  3. Oh! impact created in the short story too. But would have loved to read about what had happened in their lives since they met last.

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  4. Felt as if it's happening in front of me, great narration

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    1. :) It's just what I wanted to hear. Thanks! *smiling ear to ear*

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  5. Missed your posts. Glad that you are writing again. Loved this beautifully narrated tale with vivid description .

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    1. Thank you so much Sonia. I am glad i did continue.

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  6. Love that this has no beginning or end.

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    1. Yes! :D Happy you noticed... That's life for us humans, isn't it?

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  Queeristan (Amazon Link) Thanks to Audible Free Trial I listened to this amazing non-fiction on LGBTQ inclusion in Indian workplaces. Author Parmesh Sahani identifies as gay Indian, working closely with Godrej higher management and employees for years to create an inclusive workplace, both legally and in spirit. This book is a result of those years of experience, research, collaboration with individuals from difference spectrum of the society and organizations who has successfully transitioned into a queer friendly one.   Indian history is inclusive. From the Khajuraho temple architectures, to Konark to the Rig Veda, there is existing proofs even 2000 years ago of Indian inclusiveness of queer. It’s the draconian British law that criminalised it, which was scraped in 2009, came into effect once again following a sad judgement in 2013 and eventually was scraped off for good in 2018. I am in awe of the lawyers who fought this legal battle- colleagues and partners – Arundhati Katju

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