Saturday, 25 April 2015


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Anita stole one last glance at the beautiful cottage that had been her home for the past seven years. Her gaze lingered on the French windows that opened into a small patch of velvety grass adorned by brightly coloured bougainvillea bushes with mangled branches. She had spent so many days enjoying togetherness and long conversations with her husband over cups of tea and freshly baked cake in that very place. That was many months ago, before he played a game of hide and seek with her, vanishing into a secret hideout away from this world, never to return.

She would miss the ivory coloured walls that were a collage of glimpses of their life together. She remembered how the wooden floor boards squeaked with joy at their footsteps, the cool breeze that carried with it the scent of the coral jasmines and the cool stretch of white marble on the kitchen counter where he always sat to give her company while she cooked.

These had been symbols of joy until a few years ago, but strangely turned into painful reminders of the emptiness in her life. What had been their home for many years was just a house now, waiting for new inhabitants. She drove away to a new life in a new place, hoping to get away from haunting memories. Another family would move in soon and the house would no longer be vacant. She realized with a pang of sorrow that it would not be the same of her heart.

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  1. Another tender vignette! I like how we don't really know what happened...a divorce? A death? The ambiguity makes it even more touching, because I can imagine many different scenarios.

  2. It's always sad to leave a loved home as I know too well. But it lives in our hearts as beautiful memories.

  3. A poignant story, Vidya! Sometimes we have to leave things behind in order to move forward. Hopefully, the house shall turn into a home once again, filled with new memories :)

  4. How utterly tragic. I could feel the palpable sorrow in Anita's heart. You write descriptive prose very well, I must say Vidya :)

    *Shailaja/Alternate Angles/A-Z*