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To Hide Away

Daily Prompt: Third Rate Romance
Tell your funniest relationship disaster story.

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It’s disheartening the way one keeps on learning about relationships. One never knows, while looking at a smiling face, that it’s hiding a stone heart. Some people don’t have a loving heart. Their hearts are cold and stony. They twist your words with their lies, and do their utmost to malign.

Maybe, these people are your very close relations, friends, or others. Whenever I come across such a person, I want to hide away. It’s always a shock to me, after coming to know the true nature.

Now I look at a face, and try to discern, who hides behind it.

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To Hide Away

At Rainbow’s End

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My husband

Thoughts on First Anniversary of my husband’s death, 2nd August 2012.

You are feeling desolate. You are looking right at people, feeling empty inside with shock filled eyes. The shock of your husband dying. You have still not come to grips with the fact even after a year.

You think it’s a bad dream. You think it will fade and go away. Your world has turned upside down. A bleak sky frowns and glares upon you. You lose your life partner, the one you held onto through thick and thin. A load of misery awash your soul. Pain and tears fill your eyes with remembrance of a person, death never hesitated and took him away from you.

The mere mention and the floodgates open into a deluge. The hurt is never away. It resides within your soul. It comes out at unexpected moments. Terrible moments.
Love you, till we meet again.

I wrote this today as I will be traveling tomorrow.

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Roses photo Credit; Shutterstock.

Living With A Lizard

I dislike lizards bordering on vengeance. They are so creepy, and hideous. If they didn’t try to get inside the house, I wouldn’t have disliked them that much. Somehow they find their way in.

When my husband R was alive, at least I could count on him to get rid of them. Now that I live alone, I get heart attacks every time I see one, especially when I am chasing it with a broom, and it gets entangled with my foot. I make  so much noise like someone is about to murder me. I won’t like my neighbors to hear me shrieking, but that’s what I do.

Why can’t they stay outside? With colder months coming they hide near doorways, and get inside the minute you open the door. Once they hide inside they are difficult to find except when you see them on the roof. It’s a heart stopping moment.