She raised herself up, holding the railings. The downpour continued from the dark sky. But something amiss! She looked around. The cycles were parked as it was, a while ago. What was happening, her mind struggled to piece the events. Shell shocked, she stood afloat watching her body lying lifeless.
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“Give him some
time sweetheart. The differences will settle.”
Their
conversation ended, thoughts clouded her mind about her children. Her elder
darling daughter was completely smitten with her crush. The other two, rebels.
‘I am not a baby, I can pack my bag myself,’ her son had said. And her second
daughter, ‘I have my plans for life.’
Placing
her cellphone on charging, she looked through the glass. Lightning flashed
across the night sky. With the chain of thoughts, sleep eluded her.
Sliding
the glass doors, she walked to the balcony, her island of solace. Lights from
outside made patterns on his face. ‘Tomorrow,’ he had said, for discussions
about kids, about family. But, tomorrow would
never come.
She
had played her cards right. Kids were now fine young adults. Their pride
possession, their cycles were parked, she saw through the rain showers.
Drenched, she was rushing indoors.
Photo
Credit: Susan Spaulding
