Thursday, August 11, 2005

fading

he looked down at his watch, and screwed his face. she was going to scream at him again. he debated lingering on, just to spite her. damn her! damn it all! he bent and collected his shoes, dusted the sand out, and turned to leave.

colors.

it was a child with balloons. a rag-picker child with some colorful balloons. those are very pretty balloons for you girl, he thought, and he was ashamed. when did i become such an asshole ? the light was fading fast, and he better get home.

and the last light of the evening fell on the child's face for an instant. she was gazing up at the balloons that she held in her tiny hands.

it hit him. one of those moments that he never seemed to have words for. one of those, when nothing else existed. right now, it threatened to overwhelm him. he stood there, his heart doing a jackhammer's dance in his chest. he recogonised that ... that look.

and just as quickly it was gone, leaving him gaping at an empty beach. it was too dark now. he couldnt see the kid anymore. his mouth had gone dry. swallowing, he turned home.

she used to look at him like that. she never looked at him like that anymore. suddenly he felt cold. very cold and lonely.

where had it gone ? where had it all gone ? what was he going to do ? he started walking faster.

8 comments:

Mrs. Dalloway said...

Ah- so this one is for me. Yes, I am quite mean. I want everyone to know and hence this comment.


But I really did enjoy the post. Balloons... Sigh.. Bliss!

Jake said...

:-O the twisting, treacherous depths of the female mind!

silverine said...

she was gazing up at the balloons that she held in her tiny hands

Get this post to the Press fast. One of the best short story ever.

And yes, you better start walking fast.......

Jake said...

you are too kind. thankyou.

and i am walking, walking.. the path yawns wide ahead.
the way is one less taken. as is that line.
and apparently i have miles to go bfore i sleep. damn, even this line is taken i am told.
got to work om my timing.

silverine said...

LOL on that last comment Sir Jake. The change in muse is doing wonders to thee, fare thee well knight on your conquests, if you know what I mean ;) hee hee hee

The fox watcheth from the shadows of the jungle as the hunter sets out to land unknown. The Fox wishes the hunter well :))

zimblymallu said...

the force is with you, young skywalker. but you are not a jedi yet. - vader

Yoda: Adventure. Heh! Excitement. Heh! A Jedi craves not these things.

Yoda: There is no why.

Yoda: You must unlearn what you have learned.

Yoda: Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no try.

Yoda: Size matters not.

Yoda: My ally is the Force.

Yoda: You must feel the Force flow through you.

Yoda: Luke, you must complete the training.

here's something to remember him by...
http://zimblyclix.blogspot.com/2005/07/speed-of-light-14.html

Jake said...

er .. wot ?

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