Yearning
The sky turned a shade darker and the cool breeze wafted mingled
with pleasant rains recreating an aura of mellifluous melody. She sat by the
window pane idly eyeing the swaying bloom outside, repressing the hurt and tears
waiting to be unleashed. Reminiscing him and his love she finally cries letting out a
sigh.
P.S: The story is made up of 54 words, 55th word is the title.
-Fatima
Rain is the best gift of nature, personally I feel its the best moment to spend time with oneself.
ReplyDeleteYour fifty five fiction is as beautiful as the other stories you have written :)
lubed it <3<3
This was full of emotion !!!
ReplyDeletewell sometimes finally crying and letting the tears flow can be relieving toooo ..
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Wow that was so vivid.
ReplyDelete@ The madrasi: Thanks a lot Reshmi..
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it :)
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@ Green Speck: Thank You ! :)
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@ Bikramjit: True !
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@ Ria: Thank You ! :)
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Nicely penned....keep up
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