Golden Tear

Following is my another blog became alive from my thoughts on the motivation of Eva's Writing Challenge)

I phoned her whether she would be able to come to see me. I was wondering if I might be turned down, but instead my request was wonderfully accorded to. I was surprised how could it happen, in spite I was hoping it to be happened that way. She never responded to me like she did that day. I was afraid she might not feel the pleading in my request. I was thinking, trying to understand her indifferent attitude towards me, she might have got something in her mind. And it turned up, when I was waiting for her at the rendezvous, she phoned me that she was at the airport and leaving for Switzerland for vacation. I was shocked. Is this her response to my love? She knew I loved her, but there was no care of it in her eyes. Was my love worthless? A drop of tear fell down from my eye, I looked at the golden ring I was holding in my hand, on which the drop of my tear was glittering, sparking in its golden reflection. I shut the lid of the ring case and preserved the golden drop of my tear.

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Mishaikh November 11, 2017 1:35

Thanks Narin for liking the story. I appreciate that.
Narin November 10, 2017 21:20

this is another nice blog of u .tnx for sharing.
Mishaikh November 4, 2017 11:47

Thanks Onee (Mod Mam) for all encouragement. I appreciate having encouragement from a Mod.
Mishaikh November 4, 2017 11:46

SNR

Good to see you after a great pause. Hope you are doing fine. AND thanks for the appreciation. Your opinion on the topic is appropriate.
Onee-chan November 4, 2017 7:42

:D Mishaikh,

I don't know why but I always smile reading the melancholic stories written by you. ^_^

I liked it very much. Please keep writing! ^^
Mishaikh November 2, 2017 12:50

Thanks Dara for the comment. I hope so, too.
Mishaikh November 2, 2017 0:26

Thanks Roman for the comment.
Roman November 1, 2017 23:22

Very sad story! And what a stoneheart woman she is... Good to know that it is just imagination. And also your story reminded me about Michael Jackson's song "Who is it"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PfrV_6yWbEg

Thank you for sharing Mishaikh!
Mishaikh November 1, 2017 22:07

Thanks Eva for providing me/us opportunities to steer imagination and putting the feelings down in words.

This blog was already in my record. (May be I have already posted here somewhere, but the para you have referred was not included). I re-wrote the blog for just wanted to write this (on inspiration taken from the topic provided by you).

Thanks for your encouragement Eva.
Mishaikh November 1, 2017 22:01

Rose

Yes most of my stories come from my imagination, but what is stored in my imagination come from my surrounding, from my life. I mostly take them upon myself, I put myself and imagine what/how I would feel if I am in this place.

I am pleased to provide you something for your reading pleasure.

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