At around the same time as a quick tale 156
I wonder, she thought as she lay on her back, whatever happened to that guy who lived across the street from us. The one I briefly had a crush on before I found him in a pink polyester shirt one morning. And what about that girl, the one who would walk with me to school every morning. Where could she be? And the old headmistress, she thought letting out a sigh, I wonder what became of her. I can still remember her words the day I left school. Would she be disappointed if she saw me today? Or would she be proud? Would she even remember me? Is she still alive? I must search for her on the internet tomorrow, she resolved when she felt him stir beside her. He turned to his side and put his arm across her in a hug. Damn these coffees, she thought, keeping me awake all night. I won't drink a single drop tomorrow, she swore as she closed her eyes and hoped to fall sleep.
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ReplyDeleteGoes well with AQT-156. :)
ReplyDeleteAt least she is better!
ReplyDelete//And what about that girl, the one who would walk with me to school every morning.//
ReplyDeleteSo many days, so many nights, so many random moments, I have munched this line in my mind.
Dear M.Subha are you reading this from somewhere?! :) ... I have dreamt of you a zillion times!
I bet she had more coffee the next day, to keep her up through the work day. And sleep didn't come easy, again. The two tales work well together. People can be together yes in their heads so apart. Not necessarily a bad thing. Even in rships there shud be place for the individual.
ReplyDeletewell blended tales.. 1 can never guess what goes on in the theatre of the other's mind!! cool of u to imagine & portray
ReplyDeleteOops, she did it again!
ReplyDeleteLovely writing, but more, searing insight. Well done.
Another pearl! :)
ReplyDeletei am getting old too
ReplyDeletecoffee keeps me awake :-(
me who used to almost ritualistically drink a cold coffee before going to sleep
fire eater
deja vu!
ReplyDeleteRamya
Super... quite interesting. Short and sweet. Keep going.
ReplyDeletei have one sincere advise to you..stop writing!!
ReplyDeleteLol at the pink polyester shirt !
ReplyDeleteAnd to those people who want you to stop writing...criticizing is fine. But why criticize when you're hiding behind an "anonymous" screen. Come out and say what you want.
Can ya answer this.. how much of 'you' manages to seep out in the characters you write about in your fiction?
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