Out in the cold moonless night with not even a star to jolt a tiny beam of hope, she stepped on to the highest stone of the building. She saw her life tumbling down as if it were made of cards. She could see her long awaited future closing down on her. Feeling lost and having no clue where to turn for comfort she stood rooted to the ground.
She saw the glam of the city below her. People walking as fast as their legs could take and ignoring the rest of the world. No one stopped to acknowledge others. They were in a hurry to live their life as if it was their last day. Are we all like this? Chasing the future, neglecting the present and forgetting the past? She wondered.
Every thoughts were pondering in her head and making her sick. She wanted to step down. She knew, you can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. She was very much aware of that cos that's what she was doing for long. And that's when she finally decided to stop moving and to take the final leap. A journey away from her loved ones and without any painful tomorrows. With all the muffled thoughts and memories she took a small step forward, into the darkness, as if it was her first but was supposed to be her last.
This post is for Hemingway this Wednesday in Write Tribe
I chose the quote “You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.” (The Sun Also Rises)
Sometime people makes certain choice in life because sometime people feel too weak at that point of time .. May god give strength too every one of us to at least fight from our self at that point of time !
ReplyDeleteAmen to that! May they get the strength the need.
Deleteu hv captured teh hots of the sucidal person well! Scary thou
ReplyDeleteThanks Dear :)
DeleteWhen you are seeing your last moment in front you it's scary na?
Wow, that was quite some narration. Nice take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Jairam :)
DeleteIt is very depressing to see the life one dreamt of or hoped to live cease to exist. At times it can drive one to take such extreme measures.. A sad tale.. but well written..
ReplyDeleteThanks Vaisakh. :)
DeleteWhen life long dreams and aims just gets goes off the wrong direction one tends to take depressing decisions.
Was she contemplating suicide? The prompt is weaved well into this piece.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rekha :)
DeleteAnd what do you think?
at some point of time... I think we all take this leap of faith.
ReplyDeletelil courage, lil fear... that's it :)
Nice read !!
Very true. Thanks for reading and commenting Jyoti. :)
DeleteLetting urself go is important not where life ends but begins
ReplyDeletePhenoMenon
Yeah.... life is all about living.
DeleteThis made me think about how one's life flashes before one's eyes when the time comes. Wow. Well written!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Michelle :)
DeleteWell written and fabulous take on the prompt...
ReplyDeleteIt takes just a little bit of courage and a good dose of common sense to keep going when times are tough and dreams are shattered.
Thank you :)
DeleteA bit of support from dear ones could also make us move forward....
I could not get the context, but from others' comments it looks like suicide.
ReplyDeleteYou changed the url of your blog. Once in a week or so, I tried sheethalsusan89.blogspot and got nowhere.
Yeah I was trying to portrait that.
DeleteOops... sorry for that. I did change it.. and that was a moment's decision.
Brilliantly written and so sad. You allowed us into your character's head and I liked that a lot.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathy :)
Deletenice take on the prompt but depressing . You have put forward her views in a favourable way but suicide is not ........................
ReplyDeleteThank you Kalpana :)
DeleteLast line is very depressing and still I loved the way you have written it... very softly expressed..
ReplyDeleteRicha
:) Thanks Richa :)
DeleteThough sad for the protagonist but liked your very different take on the prompt! Good going, Sheethal :)
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DeleteThank you so much Shilpa. :)
Deletesometimes darkness is more comforting than the brightness
ReplyDeleteI whole heartily agree to that.
DeleteThanks for visiting :)
sometimes darkness is more comforting than the brightness
ReplyDeletesometimes darkness is more comforting than the brightness
ReplyDeleteaha! suicidal.. choices people make, to their their own.. very well articulated Sheetal.. the mind workings of the she.. wish she had stopped running, stayed put and led a life and not taken a step into the darkness! again choices :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Aswathi :)
DeleteWow. I'm taken right back to NYC.
ReplyDeleteYou made my day :)
DeleteMy first visit to your blog began with this beautifully tragic tale. Hopefully, my journey onward will discover many beautifully joyous ones, too!
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Thanks Rickie :)
DeleteI kinda didnt like it as it gave a vivid picture :( but u penned it well
ReplyDeleteVery well written Sheethal. Creeped me out actually. :(
ReplyDeleteVery poignant, Sheethal. And very sad.
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