
The music resonated loudly within her.It was one of those rare times when life allows you the illusion of possessing it. Pleasure radiated from her whole being. She sung to her stove as she cooked, stirring in time with the beat. She waltzed with the mop, generously spilling water all over the mosaic, giggling hysterically as she swept it up the floor in a grand sweep. She had dismissed her bewildered maid with an enigmatic smile for the day. Today, she thought, she truly knew the meaning of being blest.
He smiled indulgently, loving the glow she bestowed on the little piece of heaven they called home.
Anything special today?
Mmmm. Perhaps.
Perhaps what? he asked usurping the the broom's place in her embrace. Close. Close enough to feel her softness rub against him. To revel in the touch of her lashes on his cheek. Close enough forget that they were two.
I missed the last cycle.
His eyes pierced hers hardly daring to believe, to receive what was being offered. They questioned hers. They answered.
Yes.
She had never known pain. Not before then. Never anticipated unbound joy in pain. Ten hours of agony and buried ecstasy later she passed out.
When light flooded her consciousness again, it was with distinct dream-like fogginess. A dream she owned , a dream she designed. A dream she adored, for it was hers.
She looked up into his eyes, not sure whether it it was her eyes or his that were blurred. Not until a drop of salt touched her lips. It was she who asked the mute question this time. She received no answer. Just the vacuum that that lodges itself in loss. He broke into a flood of sobs.
Blest.
Ps: Bwahahahaha for my last post ...:D ..ise kehte hain googly ..deleting to avoid embarassing reminders :D
Trinaa said...
baby..u rock!!! u have truly left me speechless... *bows*
November 12, 2008 8:38 AM
Kiran Sawhney said...
what? what exactly happened? she told him she was pregnant..then passed out and then woke up.. too many questions in my mind. you have to say the whole thing.
November 12, 2008 9:12 AM
santoshi said...
I wish i could give that dress for hire...
November 12, 2008 9:26 AM
Think Tank said...
@kiran ...time dear tym.... she was pregnant...then time passes , she's in d labour room ...n den loses her child ok?
@santoshi ...then wat will i wear
November 12, 2008 7:06 PM
Think Tank said...
@tinni *blushing*
November 12, 2008 7:06 PM
Priya Joyce said...
ahh! I feel kindaa nostalgic...
felt this was happening in fronft of me..so real
:)
November 12, 2008 8:37 PM
MAN IN PAINTING said...
You have got style..but the way ended it was a little bit confusing.
wishes..
mip
November 12, 2008 8:52 PM
mayz said...
mereko confuse ka diya hai
ps: how come ur blog updates r not showin in my list??
November 12, 2008 8:53 PM
Kin'shar said...
ummm....what?
November 12, 2008 9:33 PM
Abhilasha said...
Why such a sad ending???would've loved it had d baby been in her lap.but is true..life isn't always that sweeeet.
November 12, 2008 10:18 PM
Abhilasha said...
Why such a sad ending???would've loved it had d baby been in her lap.but is true..life isn't always that sweeeet.
November 12, 2008 10:19 PM
Nidhi said...
Awesome !!
Though I wish it had a happy ending to it..
November 12, 2008 10:58 PM
Think Tank said...
@priya ..nostalgic?
@man in painting i intended the end to be that way so that people could decide whether they wanted the ending to be sad or happy
November 13, 2008 1:13 AM
Think Tank said...
@mayz ..dunno ..its doing that to me all d tym
@kinshar ..u guess :)
November 13, 2008 1:13 AM
Think Tank said...
nidhi ..i'm luvin this ..pri feels nostalgic ..n u feel sad ...just d way i wanted :) ..first tym
November 13, 2008 1:14 AM
Alok said...
Interesting flow.
Glowing pictures until the very end (but the sudden change in emotion at the end feels awkward, hence confusing).
The concept, in itself felt incomplete, as if this was part of something bigger.
November 13, 2008 3:50 AM
lukkydivz said...
had to read your reply to kiran to comprehend the meaning :P
great one as usual :)
why did u have to delete ur previous post :O
November 13, 2008 5:38 AM
Keshi said...
Graphic! well u write like that anyways :)
I'll see ya ard when I get bak. ty for everything. HUGS!
Keshi.
November 13, 2008 4:23 PM
Keshi said...
November 13, 2008 4:23 PM
Harmony said...
well thats intresting and approaching towards Happy ending too!
November 13, 2008 7:10 PM
Diana said...
Hiii ...my first time to ur blog...
Except the last few lines...the post brought a smile on my face....I could visualise everything...but why did u end like this??
Wonderfully written...Kudos
November 14, 2008 12:49 AM
Think Tank said...
@alok i was born 2 confuse ..n be confused
@div ..ahem ..save me d embarssment
November 14, 2008 2:47 AM
Think Tank said...
@keshi ..waiting for u already :)
November 14, 2008 2:48 AM
Think Tank said...
@harmony ..thnx..
@diana ..perspective dear perspective
November 14, 2008 2:49 AM
Alok said...
Oh, so you're a smoke bomb then?
Sizzling!
November 14, 2008 3:11 AM
Stupidosaur said...
Arrey I missed your last post kya tha kya tha :D?
November 14, 2008 4:07 AM
Leo said...
hey farah...
nice one...!! i think tinni got the sentiment thing right...
u have truly left me speechless...!! :)
November 14, 2008 4:31 AM
lala said...
real good... the pain and all... especially the way you describe the tears on her lips... the way you put it... but why do these stories always have a sad end?
November 14, 2008 4:53 AM
Think Tank said...
@stupid ..bakwas tha :)
@vinay ..thanx dude
November 14, 2008 8:41 AM
Think Tank said...
@lala arey mujhe bhi nahi pata yaar ..still trying 2 end up with a happy post
November 14, 2008 8:41 AM
Ayushi said...
Must appreciate your art and wordplay, it gives a particular effect...shows the picture from a tilted angle...
Hmm...I will put in my comment from the aspects which are my interest(the straight angle :p)
Small mistakes, big results...emotions are so disballancing...sighs...
Well, Such miscarriages must always be expected, being pro-abortion, I'd say it wasn't anything that bad, at least better than a disabled child or a miscarriage mid term...
And of course, another example of crying being emotional and not logical(human logic, not nature's rationality, hence the smaller picture)
Still, What was the woman thinking? I mean, doing all that work in nostalgia is all right,but not when ur pregnant! Did she lose her rational self in emotions abs.? :S
November 14, 2008 11:24 AM
Ayushi said...
I misinterpreted your story, but then you have given it a backbone of emotions, which are prcieved differently, but I must admit, I read it in a mad hurry :P
Anyway, it resulted in a change of focus of issues...currently it becomes 'expectations' and 'taken for grantedness'
I think they both are irrational.
We MUST be ready to give these traits of expectations away esp. before having kiddoes n all...:)
Its like the quotation from Bhagwad Geeta saying don't act for the sake of pre-known results[for your estimation can always be wrong]...
November 14, 2008 1:54 PM
I'll try 2 be truthful said...
November 14, 2008 11:47 PM
I'll try 2 be truthful said...
initially i thought that she passed out & then gave birth to the child, but then read your comments & got it. but it was beautifully put.
November 14, 2008 11:49 PM
WarmSunshine said...
Hi Girl
Thanks for visiting my page:)
You gotta a very nice place here, will come back for a thorough read and comment :)
till then, take care!
November 15, 2008 1:49 AM
Cinderella. said...
I had to read your reply to kiran to understand..was kinda confused...sacchi mein googly thi mere liye toh !
Btw babe, why doesnt your update show on my page ?!!
November 15, 2008 12:45 PM
Priya said...
I love stories which leave the readers confounded!!!yay
November 15, 2008 10:22 PM
Think Tank said...
@ayushi ..ther's no misinterpretation to my post ..mera interpration is mera angle ..isiliye aise end kiya so dat everyone cud take there own perspective
@truthful thanks dear
November 15, 2008 11:39 PM
Think Tank said...
@mehareen ..u r welcome :)
@cindy ..it keeps doin this to me all dtym u know :(
November 15, 2008 11:40 PM
Think Tank said...
@priya ... lets concoct baffling bakwas for people den :)
November 15, 2008 11:41 PM
Ayushi said...
You gave a stimulating reply :)
I do not think the 'how'(art) should ever control the 'what' ;)
Every angle must give the same reality at last! :P :P
Erm...Sunday ka khali dimaag mera shaitan ka ghar hai! }:D
November 16, 2008 12:04 AM
WarmSunshine said...
Beautifully written Farah!
The happiness in her you portrayed... and the (naturally) sharp contrast of the sadness in the end... touched me.
Good work, Girl!
Happy Blogging!
November 17, 2008 1:22 PM
HP said...
whoa...!! someday i'll be pointing to the tv and saying "she's my friend"
:) :)
November 17, 2008 8:47 PM
santoshi said...
I do my sketches by using a filter called 'glowing edges' in Photoshop. Your post is excellent.
November 17, 2008 11:59 PM
Urv said...
1) When you said other blogrolls are not updating with your posts, I thought it was the case only with blogrolls. But its happening even in my feed reader :( Now I shall be careful.
Super likha hai yaar.. Took me a fraction to establish the link.. Super..
November 18, 2008 8:16 PM
How do we know said...
sahi!!! This is nice!
November 18, 2008 9:35 PM
*~*{Sameera}*~* said...
Awwwww! :(
Very well written dear,as always!
November 24, 2008 5:26 AM