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His whispers
It was just another day for marrian. After losing her mom in covid times, She felt herself alone finding the purpose of her life. She used to look at mirror hugging herself in the butterfly pose.Well, butterfly pose was the thing she heard while listening few podcasts on how to get over the grief. It was nice and comforting to her.
Everyone in her family was going through something and She; being the eldest sibling after her younger brother and sister was supposed to be responsible one. It was hard for her to let go of memories of her mom easily. And despite knowing this grief won't ever end; Her mind didn't work well.
Days were passing but things were still unsettling. It was hard enough for her to let go the love of her life a year ago. And now with her mom's passing away; she felt like hitting a rock bottom. On some days she would feel alone. And on some she would pretend like warrior. Although, she was victim of her own thoughts that let her confused all by herself.
Few months, have been passed in this dilemma and she being a good writer was pouring her heart out in poetries. Though, everybody seemed to love her writings that showed pain and agony;But no one really seemed to know her.
And one fine day it was night of june, mid summers when she wrote something on pain .And clashed on one writer's aptly described writing. His writings seemed to mesmerise her. She felt like she could hear his whispers through those writings.
She found it strange that how she could connect to someone easily only through few words ? Was this due to grief ? Or just her insanely confused thinking. She clicked on the writeup and saw his name . It showed Daniel named with a profile pic of a guy who seemed quite serious in his facial nuance.
Something in her wanted to reach him and tell him that how oddly connected she felt to him.So, she posted a comment on his writing asking,' if she could talk '.
And he replied, to her surprise fastly yes sure we can. They discussed how life is, How insanely bad judgements happen !!
It was strange but marrian felt a sense of relief while talking to him. As if his whispers were more clear to her, As if these whispers were what she wanted from a very long time.
It was very strange for her.But she felt just okay that night and slept well. She wanted to say hi next day again but decided not too. Few things are special only when they are rare;She wrote in her next poetry. And then finally, She found herself smiling after 4 mnths.
© Confusedtales
Everyone in her family was going through something and She; being the eldest sibling after her younger brother and sister was supposed to be responsible one. It was hard for her to let go of memories of her mom easily. And despite knowing this grief won't ever end; Her mind didn't work well.
Days were passing but things were still unsettling. It was hard enough for her to let go the love of her life a year ago. And now with her mom's passing away; she felt like hitting a rock bottom. On some days she would feel alone. And on some she would pretend like warrior. Although, she was victim of her own thoughts that let her confused all by herself.
Few months, have been passed in this dilemma and she being a good writer was pouring her heart out in poetries. Though, everybody seemed to love her writings that showed pain and agony;But no one really seemed to know her.
And one fine day it was night of june, mid summers when she wrote something on pain .And clashed on one writer's aptly described writing. His writings seemed to mesmerise her. She felt like she could hear his whispers through those writings.
She found it strange that how she could connect to someone easily only through few words ? Was this due to grief ? Or just her insanely confused thinking. She clicked on the writeup and saw his name . It showed Daniel named with a profile pic of a guy who seemed quite serious in his facial nuance.
Something in her wanted to reach him and tell him that how oddly connected she felt to him.So, she posted a comment on his writing asking,' if she could talk '.
And he replied, to her surprise fastly yes sure we can. They discussed how life is, How insanely bad judgements happen !!
It was strange but marrian felt a sense of relief while talking to him. As if his whispers were more clear to her, As if these whispers were what she wanted from a very long time.
It was very strange for her.But she felt just okay that night and slept well. She wanted to say hi next day again but decided not too. Few things are special only when they are rare;She wrote in her next poetry. And then finally, She found herself smiling after 4 mnths.
© Confusedtales
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