She mulled over her day.
She had hoped to strike off so
many things from her to do list.
But despite her having worked
round the clock, breaking only for lunch and coffee, not much progress had been
made.
She could still see the pending
and work –in- progress things looking askance at her – when will you strike us off?
She had always had to work hard. With
her getting into wedlock and getting a new job, she had hoped things would become
easier. But who knew her husband would leave her for someone with better looks
and better salary. The hollow words that he had whispered to her now echoed in
her ears like a curse. I love you. You are beautiful, my love ………
He was gone. And he had left
behind, an ailing mother, a young sister and a trail of debts that she was
trying to pay back.
Her shoulders were weak and the burdens
- heavy.
No, things had never been easy. And
they were worse now.
Her mind throbbed as she rested
in the rocking chair. Her back ached and her heart felt heavy. She closed her
eyes in order to dull the pain. She felt despair and blackness consume her. She
opened her eyes in a flash.
No, this is no time to be feeling blue. She slipped her feet into the slippers and got up. There were
things to accomplish and she would accomplish them. She could rest later. She could
relax later. When she would have time. Later, when the demons would
stop haunting her.
So, she sat on her desk and started
scribbling away the articles that she had to submit by tomorrow.
The aching in her heart dulled.
She had slept while still working
on her table.
The rays of a beautiful dawn
bathed her beautiful silhouette.
Linking with Trifecta : Week Thirty-Two
Very nice Ruby. It's poetic and stoic at the same time, just like the heroine.
ReplyDeleteThank you Cathy. I am glad the character of the heroine comes out so well.
Deleteand that is what is known as true strength. well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you Renada for reading and appreciating the story.
DeleteIt takes a lot to keep going at moments like those -- I'm glad she got her sunrise.
ReplyDeleteI was wondering if that line would be sufficient or would I have to continue the story. But I think your response makes me believe that the story stands complete. Thank you Annabelle. It is such an encouragement to hear from you.
DeleteLovely!!
ReplyDeleteThis is written so that we like and understand this woman. I think that you did a great job with it!
Thank you Libby. Thank you so much.
DeleteI liek the poetic quality and the stylish way you lay out beautifuls at the end,
ReplyDeletegood work
Thank you, Lance. This is so encouraging.
DeleteI like how she allows herself to feel the grief for just a bit, but then she gets herself busy so se doesn't fall too far into it.
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite part too. So that makes two of us. Thank you Janna.
DeleteBeautiful. I love the strength this woman has holding her head up, pushing through when all she wants to do is curl up and be sad. I can feel this.
ReplyDeleteThank you Gina. I believe we all have this strength. It is just a matter of exploring it.
Deletenice take on the blue. Not an easy word.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sandra.
DeleteI like her - her inner strength and attitude and kindness. If I were her, I won't be only blue, I will be raving mad and vindictive. I hope her story continues and the man gets his comeuppance in the end. :-)
ReplyDelete~Imelda
This is a great compliment in itself. Thank you Imelds. I will see if I can continue her story.
DeleteSad circumstances, but she'll pull through. Nice response to the prompt!
ReplyDeleteThank you Sandra.
DeleteDawn's hope shines. Thank you for an uplifting ending. I enjoyed your exploration of blues. Having been somewhere similar....your piece certainly nails the overwhelming feeling that can bring us down. Wow. Writing is a release.
ReplyDeleteI am glad to have you with me in this exploration too. i am glad the character touched so many hearts. Thank you for your visit Brenda. And I totally agree when you say writing is a release.
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