’Admit it. Say it.’
She could smell his breath. Putrid.
She plunged the cold hard metal into his stomach, bright red blood soiled her sky blue kimono. Just as she heard laughter and banter from her kitchen.
‘You’re starting to sound like a broken record.’
They walked inside.
Fake smiles, vibes askew. Two people in a time and space continuum.
tool for cutting things that consists of two long, flat, sharp pieces of metal that are joined together
Feverish clamour to be heard by jaded audiences. She muted her call and closed her eyes.
Sinking into deep silent space. Decelerating the Universe.
Cosmic web of curated possibilities abbreviated into finite coherent values.
A fire lit up inside her.
relating to the universe or cosmos, especially as distinct from the earth.
She absorbed his silence. Cold. Metallic.
Her solitary introspection punctuated with myriad ‘might have beens.’
the marks, such as full stop, comma, and brackets, used in writing to separate sentences and their elements and to clarify meaning.
Fossilised words. Permanent scars.
She wasn’t willing to give up on him.
Not just yet.
So she decided to stay. At the exact moment he chose to walk away.
Unfathomable anguish. Steely resolve.
the process or skill of taking one number or amount away from another.
“subtraction of this figure from the total”
‘Good Morning!’ she smiles at him.
Quiet elevator swish. The space in between filled with incessant muted storms. Recurring constants in a whimsical equation.
’I’ll email those metrics,’ he says.
’Hmm,’ she nods, her expression neutral.
Equals. No more, no less.
for the reason that; since.
‘I won’t drag you down,’ he said in quiet anguish.
Her world slowly shattered into pieces.
Each shard etching its memory in blood.
His strength dwindled to emptiness in a twisted world.
Her heart froze.
She remembered, she knew how to forget.
Mirror /mɪrə / Noun
a surface, typically of glass coated with a metal amalgam, which reflects a clear image.
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‘Good Morning,’ said the warm friendly voice in her headset.
Keen intellect. Intuitive empathy. Quiet vulnerability.
They both shared a childlike conviction – in azure skies, vibrant rainbows, mythical creatures.
Smiling, she turned up the volume. Her voice calm as she articulated her plans.
For one enchanted moment across continents, the Sun and Moon cast their languorous incandescence in complete harmony.
Confluence / kɒnflʊəns / Noun
An act or process of merging. Often used to talk about the coming together of factors or ideas, or of cultures in a diverse city
Be you, my child.
Love, with all your heart.
Trust. Be trustworthy.
Set your standards real high.
You’ll see emotions and principles on barter in the name of success, fame or money.
And don’t lose faith.
Know that every Hero who’s on display needs someone
You be that person – that ‘someone’.
Listen objectively, speak your mind, do not judge, never betray.
No matter what.
That takes immense strength of character.
And soon, without even realizing it, you become your own Hero.
Not the one on public display.
Nor the one that’s surrounded by frenzied fickle fans.
Nor the one who’s paid the price to a point of no return
You become that Hero who stays true to himself.
The real one.
Against all odds.
He emptied the vial into his mouth, his features transformed into a familiar face. And then another. One by one. People she knew well over the years, loved dearly.
‘We’re programmed to love a certain kind of person. That’s absolute.
Names? faces? Those are random.’
He walked out of the door, from her life.
the branch of science concerned with the nature and properties of matter and energy.
The doorbell rang, he stepped inside with a smile.
She sipped her latte, carefully examining her work, paintbrush in hand.
‘Next time, something earthier.’
Her wallpaper designs were widely acclaimed. Made from colors that dripped like blood.
avant-garde /ˌavɒ̃ˈɡɑːd/ noun
new and experimental ideas and methods in art, music, or literature.