The story starts: She was an innocent prisoner, a victim of circumstances, a victim of this cruel, canny world and was serving her sentence in a prison awaiting execution. He was in the same prison, about to be freed and he met her one day. He saw her innocence, he deeply thought of what she termed as a crime. 'No', he said, 'you ought to be free'. He decided to set her free. He fought for her and the doors of the prison were opened for her but she refused to be freed... She denied to come out. But the man was determined to set her free, he did not give up, he had to take her out, he broke all the walls of the prison, he was fatally wounded by the time the last wall was broken. She was sitting at the same place unmoved and she screamed at him, "Whyyyyyyyy? Why stranger.......... why you? Why..... when because of whom I am here, he never cared to bring down the walls.... why you?" For the last time his dying eyes met hers and he said .................. T...
Gosh!! this is heart wrenching...
ReplyDeleteBut i think, if he would want to come back, I will let him kill me once more and leave me with new scars!!
You take care n Kp writing!!
Don't let her :/
ReplyDeleteits a question that others will never be able to answer for u....?
ReplyDeletebtw nice work.
This made me sad, but still, nicely done.
ReplyDeleteYou're beautiful with words. I'm hurting like that. You just said it all. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteamazingly written!!1...its a very sad issue...and touches straight to the heart...brings different emotions...cant expalin:-]
ReplyDeletethat's nice!
ReplyDeleteTo mend each tattered soul, there is a needle fair...
ReplyDeletepoignant but nicely penned!
ReplyDeleteOuch! That hurt. And the question is extremely elusive. Not everybody can answer this. Good work.
ReplyDeletesad....but nicely quoted.....i dont think u wud get ur answer
ReplyDeleteIs this what you really think.... it cud have been the other way round...to save you from getting all tattered and bruised.... As you have a right to feel for and protect and be the time for the person .. the person also has the right to want you to stay apiece... so that you can speak the mind of so many people as you are doing now... You have a beautiful mind and it is gravitating like minds towards itself... this is your job for now... if it does not heal you... leave it on God.... he'll never leave anything unhealed and ugly....it His world and he would always keep it beautiful.... and yes this is not the anonymous who said " You lied".... for sure...I dont think you lied ....
ReplyDeletehats off!!
ReplyDeleteBeyond its hard to believe you waived a goodbye. I wanted you to go on and on but you gave me courage with goodbye. Hear me.
ReplyDeleteYou just waltzed back in my life like you deserved to be here or something. You could have come back anytime, anytime before now. But you waited and waited. And you know what? It’s too late. I kept waiting for you to come back, and you didn’t. You never came back, until now. Anytime before now I would have welcomed you back with open arms. But you’re too late this time. I gave you more than enough chances to make things right and you didn’t. I opened myself up to get cut wide open. I finally moved on. I’m happy and I don’t need you anymore. That’s something I never though I’d say. I’m sorry if I’m not ready to throw all of that away to let you back in and make me look like a fool when you fuck me over. Again. I cant put myself through that again. You cant erase the past. The way we are now, is not my fault. I didn’t cheat, lie, or push you away. You did this to yourself. I’m sorry if you cant find anyone who amounts to me, which you probably won’t, but it’s your own doing. I’m not saying this out of spite or pity or anger even. I’m saying this because I know that no girl will ever amount to what I was for you, what you were for me. No girl will ever connect and feel for you the way I did. Maybe that same will go for me. There’s never going to be another guy that is just like you, who loved me like you did. But I’m ready to move on, to experience what else is out there. I cant put myself through what you did to me again. I need change. God knows I would never have chosen this for us. But I also cant fix what you created, and I don’t want to anymore.