Friday, September 7, 2012

The Threshold

The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction.  She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be.
She knelt at the threshold and kissed its dust. Her parting glance was blurred by silent tears. Then she stepped across. Into the twilight of 14th August, 1947.
A Tryst with Destiny was being made.

28 comments:

  1. Very intriguing! This one definitely draws the reader in. Nicely done.

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    1. Thank You Kelly. I am glad you enjoyed it.

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  2. I am curious about this 'she' character. Why would she be sad about India's independence? What was she making a way for?

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    1. India's independence came with a partition that left many heartbroken. She was making way for her new destiny in a new country leaving behind her everything.

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  3. Very well done. It appears her destiny is very signicant. Will we read more?

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    1. Thank you Lumdog. I will need to spend sometime to see if I have just the words needed. But this is close to heart so may be yes. I can't give you a date yet but yes, I will work on this one.

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  4. Sci-fi or historical... either way it makes us think. I like that.

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  5. Very emotional - I could feel her sadness. I think this is an interesting historical piece. I hope you'll share more :)

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    1. Yes, Janna. I think of all the other stories, I will definitely work on this one. It might take some time from my side though.

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  6. thanks for the tryst with destiny link! great take on the prompt

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    1. Thank you Steven, I shared that link on an impulse.

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  7. This is a nice paragraph to start a novel.

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    1. Thank you so much. It is really encouraging to hear such positive feedback.

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  8. this is definently a strong, thought provoking piece. i love the idea of her kissing the dust. well done!

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    1. Thank you Renada. I wanted to portray her love for her home and to be seeped in tradition. I am glad it blended well.

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  9. I like the unique perspective you used. :D

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  10. I love the way you connected to a shared moment...

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  11. What an interesting use of the prompt. Great job!

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    1. Thank you Tessa. It is always good to hear such encouraging words.

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  12. I like how you made this emotional, descriptive and full of action in just 33 words. Very well crafted.

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    1. Thank you Lance. It is good to hear such positive feedback.

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  13. This is such a great piece :D Lovely response, well done! :D

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    1. Thank you AmyBird. This is so encouraging.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.