‘ My mind plays those moments
back on rewind,
and lingers on your face,
for just a little while.’
‘ My mind plays those moments
back on rewind,
and lingers on your face,
for just a little while.’
You still keep me anchored,
prevent me from drifting away.
You still keep me centred,
prevent me from giving away.
You still pierce me with a gaze,
like a beam of light through the haze.
Andrea lay in bed, tired, weary and above all fed up with everything , her life, her existence and her fate. She watched all the other girls play badminton, run around and swim but she herself was stuck in bed, sick, unhappy and ailing. She was diagnosed with cancer ( osteosarcoma ) a few weeks ago and there she lay, her body weak and swollen with medicine. She just didn’t want her kind of life anymore, boring , unproductive and above all she didn’t even know how far was she going to go.
Andrea’s dad came in and pecked her on the cheek, told her not to worry, like always and told her to cheer up. Suddenly , the nurse came in and told her that she was going to be operated an hour later. She was used to it, surgeries, heavy doses of medicine, scans and extensive unconsciousness. She simply said okay. After the operation, her parents were informed that she won’t be living for long….. That broke her parents’ heart. But they decided not to tell her about it, to let her enjoy the remaining time of her life….
After a week, an unexpected visitor came to her ward. The woman introduced herself as Rachel. They didn’t know each other but they seemed to like each other on a single sight and they talked for hours together. For the first time in a month had Andrea smiled and enjoyed her life… Rachel promised to visit again and slowly but steadily it became a habit. They spent a lot of time together, talking, laughing, sharing jokes and ideas. Andrea began to live in real terms and looked forward to Rachel’s visits. She enjoyed all the books that she read her, the flowers she got her and the movies they watched together. One day, Rachel stayed with Andrea till late at night, read her some of her favorite poems and when it was time for her to leave, she promised to come back again, like always. Andrea smiled a peaceful and detached smile…………. ……………… ……………. She never woke up again. The next morning when Rachel came, she found her bed empty. She inquired about her and was informed about the inevitable. She cried on the unprecedented pain that pierced her heart and realized what an important part of her, she had lost….
The truth was that when she visited her for the first time, she realized that she had entered the wrong ward after leaving the hospital, but she continued to visit her because she knew how lonely Andrea was, how much she had longed to be free, out of the machines and into the world…. Rachel had formed a special bond with Andrea , a bond that was impossible to break and yet Andrea escaped into thin air, like she had never existed , leaving a scar in Rachel’s heart…………………But Andrea died a happier person, a loved person, a gifted person and whenever she had felt alone and excluded, she had Rachel, a companion she had found by mistake….. Andrea didn’t have a long life, a long road to go but she ended her journey like everyone would want to – happily.
With response to the Five Photos-Five stories challenge.Thanks to naturelover@Story Teller for nominating me for this challenge (https://valiantwarrior.wordpress.com/2015/02/28/five-photos-five-stories-day-3/) I would like to nominate Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything to do this challenge with me today. This is not necessary but I will be happy if you’ll accept it.Its a lot of fun.. I need to post a picture every day for five days and write a story that goes along with it.I decided to go with the pictures I captured myself. It can be a piece of fiction or non fiction. there is no restriction for the length of the writing.
Jane, a girl in her teens was a simple yet sophisticated one, careless yet concerned, enthusiastic about everything yet patient, sociable and yet an introvert. She spread positive vibes wherever she went, her heart was pure and she was innocent. She was happy with what she had , jealousy had never found a way into her heart. She loved her life, every single minute of it . Whenever she felt lonely, she would just divert her attention to her best friend and all she’d gone through and in the process , she found herself happy and loved. Both of them sat on the beach then and Jane started to rewind on how they had met and how they had been together ever since and promised to be till timelessness…………………………….
One fine day, she was sitting in her class and a new girl sat right next to her. She found it difficult to strike up a conversation. Then, the girl who introduced herself as Belinda broke the ice. As they talked, they realized that they had a lot in common, hobbies, passions, weird fetishes , favorite books and much more. That day, they walked home together. On their way, Jane asked Belinda to come over at her house so that they could do their homework together. Belinda shaked her head once and ran off. Jane was surprised at her behavior and she walked to her home. She was welcomed by her parents and her grandmother. She wished them, did her homework and went to sleep. The next day Belinda again sat next to her. She was astonished and asked her the reason for her strange behavior . Belinda told her that it was just her circumstances that didn’t allow her to come over at her house and a tear fell from her eye. She quickly wiped it off but Jane had already noticed it. She changed the topic of the conversation and asked her if she would like to play softball with her after class. Belinda agreed and gave her a warm smile, a smile which showed the beginning of a new friendship, a new era……..
After two months when their friendship had become deep, the teacher asked students to work on a project in groups of two. They decided to do it together. After a week’s work on the project, it was time for them to work on the project on the weekend. Jane inquired about Belinda’s address and headed for her home, she thought that Belinda wouldn’t mind her coming without informing her. As she knocked on her door repeatedly, without anyone opening it, she thought that they would have been busy. Suddenly, Belinda opened the door and she was shocked on seeing Jane there, horror struck her and she went pale. Jane said hi and informed her that she’d come over to work on their project. Belinda told her to go away, she told her not to come back to her house ever again. Jane was astonished. She was about to ask her a question when she heard shrieks from one of the rooms. Belinda slowly sobbed to herself. Then, a well built man with a thick mustache slapped Belinda and asked her what was she doing there instead of bringing him a glass of wine. A woman persuaded him to go to his room. He retreated with a snarl. The woman had bruises all over arms and face. She gave a feeble smile to Jane and asked her to come in. Jane reluctantly entered the house. Belinda had recovered now, she knew that she had to tell Jane the long hidden truth, the truth that had snatched her childhood from her, the truth which had never let her be happy with life. Belinda started to narrate her story. She explained that her father , the man with the the mustache , was a retired army officer, or rather thrown out from the army because of his conduct. He had gambled away all their ancestral property and had spent the rest drinking. It was then her mother, who had struggled to keep her alive, she’d worked in people’s homes, she’d polished shoes and sold fruits to earn something for herself and Belinda who was a baby at that time. Slowly and steadily, she was given a job by one of her bosses in an agricultural sector , she gave everything to her job and earned enough within a year to rent a house and take care of her daughter. Then she worked harder, not caring for her health, facing the abuse by her husband, receiving lashes and beatings and still she worked to send her daughter to a reputed school. Even then her father had not spared her mother and continued to beat her under the effect to alcohol. Belinda had watched her mother being beaten since she was a toddler and when she protested , she also received a slap or two…..Her father had ruined her mother’s life and her childhood…. He had acted like a monster to them…Tears rolled down uncontrollably through Jane’s eyes . Her own life flashed before her eyes and she remembered all the comforts she had had. When she thought of all Belinda had gone through, shivers ran down her spine. She hugged her tight and they sobbed to one another, a moment which was there till what seemed like a forever………………………
Jane was determined to do something for Belinda. She had learnt that life had always been a stoney path for Belinda, one problem after the other, one difficulty following another…. she had always embraced the bruises, preserved with all she’d got but now Jane could not let her take anymore. She talked about this matter to her parents, got Belinda’s father enrolled in a hospital for the mentally sick and Belinda and her mother shifted to the house near Jane’s. Belinda and Jane graduated after two years and happiness seemed to have seeped back into Belinda’s life through Jane…. her best friend…..her sister….her soul…
When Belinda asked Jane to get up, that it was time for the sun to set, Jane smiled and told her that their sun would never set as they always had each other. Belinda smiled back at her and told her that it was her who has removed the stones from her path one by one, step by step till she regained the meaning in her life…………… They walked away knowing that life was never fair but everything could be tackled ‘together’………….
With response to the Five Photos-Five stories challenge.Thanks to naturelover@Story Teller for nominating me for this challenge (https://valiantwarrior.wordpress.com/2015/02/28/five-photos-five-stories-day-3/) I would like to nominate Richard Ankers @ Richard Ankers to do this challenge with me today. This is not necessary but I will be happy if you’ll accept it.Its a lot of fun.. I need to post a picture every day for five days and write a story that goes along with it.I decided to go with the pictures I captured myself. It can be a piece of fiction or non fiction. there is no restriction for the length of the writing.
I am not as bad as you think, nor as good as you believe
But just stay with me forever, the good in me I’ll retrieve
Don’t push me from one side to the other, just be a good companion to me
Because everyone surely needs a friend, you and me can become ‘we’
A sweet tie of friendship will bind us together,
Even after our last breath, it will never be over.
Don’t try to calm me when I get mad,
But just stay with me forever, I’ll forget the temper I had
I am not as harsh as you think nor as perfect as you perceive.
I’ll too share your loss, our failure I won’t grieve.
Because when we’ll try again and again we’ll surely succeed.
We’ll help each other get better and we’ll grow together
But don’t you ever leave my side and just stay with me forever.
Life is full of ups and downs,
but that is where strength comes from.
Stay strong and face it,
you are going to make it.
I am with you forever,
and will i leave you ever?
I will fight with you till the end,
my faith in you will never bend.
Problems will come and they’ll go,
but i will still be at your door,
to help you always,
my dear friend.
I will work with you and
together we can make it true.
because everyone can leave your side,
and you fear it, there is no need to hide.
People will leave and walk away,
but my dear friend , i will stay.
Everytime you passed a smile,
You became a good person to me.
Everytime you shared your possessions,
You became a good mate to me.
Everytime you appreciated my work,
You became a wonderful companion to me.
Everytime you scrunched up your nose,
You became an angry bird to me.
Everytime you said things sincerely,
You became an idol to me.
And Everytime you helped me overcome my problems,
You became the greatest friend to me.
~ saadia ♥
You give me the courage to do things
When I think I can’t.
You give me the hope to try again
When I think it’s all over.
You give me the confidence to speak again,
When words fail me.
You give me the shoulder to cry upon,
When I think I’m broken.
You give me a joke to laugh upon,
When I cease to smile.
You give me the patience to endure ,
When I think I can’t hold on.
You give me the reason to live,
when I think it’s all in vain.
You keep me tied to your heart,
When I think I’ll let go.
Thank you friend for being there,
Whenever the heart gets sore.
~ Saadia ♡
The above quote in one single sentence describes the person I am writing this post for. For the first time in my life I am not being able to sum up the unprecedented happiness I’ve received from a person who is so damn selfless that everyone feels like a phony around her. I have known her for a quiet long time but as a poet says that you get only one chance to prove yourself in front of others. It’s either you’re going to make it or break it. There is always that one person in your life who makes such a lasting impression on you that you can’t get over it. Madeeha you are so beautiful inside that I will pray everyday that circumstances or people don’t change you. To sum up it has been a privilege to be a friend to you. Maybe not a good one but at least I tried.
Everyone might wonder that I’ve written kind of a lecture on the topic SPEECHLESS. But I think I totally am speechless. I thought that I could express myself on paper but some people are too good to be expressed in a series of words or adjectives. In short , I feel blessed. Stay awesome.
~ Saadia ♡