Monday, June 1, 2015

Fresh Beginning

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She wrapped her broken heart and crumbled memories in a black cloth, packed off her life into a box,laced it with a no-regrets ribbon ,sealed it with ultra care, locked it finally and threw the keys for ever.

she painted her nails red for confidence, blush of gold on cheeks for prosperity, orange shined on her curve of her lips for an drizzle of optimism , drowning herself in white gown for purity, accesories in silver to cover her wrist slit marks, a blue band to signify understanding oneself around her much ignored hair.

she dressed in colors from head to toe, in contrast to her then faded thoughts, matching them was not her purpose.

The image in mirror looking familiar this time, she realised how she had wasted  her days in frustration and pain thinking about a person who betrayed and cheated her in the name of love, feeling reborn at the moment ,equipped with new lessons for her life,  past all the trauma and deep sorrow she was soaked in ,all alone in her room, in silence.

Diya welcomes the spring light into her dark room, threw her arms in air to embrace a new life, hugged herself and stood with a proud smile for a fresh beginning and a fresh life at the dawn of New year.

**Diya is a Sanskrit name for girls meaning Lamp.

Linking the post with Five Sentence Fiction:#Fresh#

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16 comments:

  1. It is a very thoughtful story.

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  2. Diya learned a hard lesson, but strength only comes from pushing ourselves beyond what we think we can do.

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    1. You are right Patricia. One has to push it . It was hard for Diya too, but she did not givein

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  3. The narration is engrossing. The way you have described about colors and their influences in life is simply awesome. The message within is the icing on the cake :)

    http://drsushreedash.blogspot.in/

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  4. Sush, thanks a lot. Colors is after what paints our lives just like emotions you see. Thanks for dropping by:)

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  5. You say so much in a tiny piece of flash fiction.

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  6. There is always hope. no matter what. Beautifully written with a sensitive heart:)

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  7. Thanks vishal . I second ur thought . :)

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  8. Nice message this one.

    But you have written a six sentence fiction and not five.

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    1. Hi Soumya.

      I am glad to see you here:) Many thanks for pointing it out. I corrected it .

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