(The part posted by Onee Chan)
https://www.myenglishclub.com/profiles/blogs/writing-challenge-continue-the-story
The morning is so gloomy, and he is in a deep sleep. He wakes up when the sun shines right above the head. Finding his wife and his daughter no more around him, he recalls everything happened all of a sudden yesterday. He closes his eyes for a few minutes more. Afterwards, he gets up, throws on his only black jacket, takes the car key, and hits the road. Crazily thinking of committing suicide, on a highway, he very fast drives his car. In the distance, he vaguely sees a girl smiling..........
MY PART OF THE STORY
LIFE IS NOT HOPELESS AT ALL
In the distance, he vaguely sees a girl smiling................his daughter. He recalls his daughter saying "I love you papa!" She was repeatedly saying that and tears were rolling down on her cheeks. Her mother was dragging her out.....she was leaving.
He remembers what happened last evening. He was off from his work, looking very happy to tell his wife back at home about his promotion. He stopped to purchase some gift for his wife and daughter. When he was coming out of the shop a man in poor filthy dress interrupted him. "Why you are looking happy............nobody loves you. Here is non who loves other, except selves." He got angry, "you are mad, everybody loves me my wife, my friends, every one!" "Do you want to hear them inside" The man said to him with a loud laugh. Then he hugged him tight. He tried to get rid of the man, but his grip was very strong. Few moments later he released him. And ran away. But he felt a change in him, he heard people talking, but they were quiet. Everyone was going on to their expected destination, but he was hearing their in side.
"Is he gone crazy, standing there and staring the people passing!" He heard a lady who was passing by him, but she was quiet, instead he heard her inside. He got upset and rush to go back to his home.
"I am home honey!" He called his wife while entering the house.
"He has come back, showing his love, what I will do with his love when he doesn't have enough to provide the comfort I want." He heard his wife inside when she was hugging and kissing him. "I love you darling. Waiting for you." Inside voice: "I was sleeping, interrupted my sleep!" He got shocked hearing her inside.
"What are you saying, do you not love me." He said with a great shock. "What! how do you kn..........say that. I love you." "that was my mistake to marry him..................I thought he would be a rich man.........but..............."
Then the argument was ignite, and they were calling each other liar......................his daughter was standing at the door, first smiling,...............then got frightened...............she was looking worried.
"You get out of my house and leave at once...........and take this girl with you." He was very upset. His wife also got upset thinking that he had gone mad, "but how could he knew what I was thinking, really gone mad, I can't live with him. She was dragging her daughter out of the house. The little girl was crying.......I love you papa...............I really love you papa.............I don't want to go!" But he didn't listen.
He remembers that when his daughter was calling him......."I love you pap.........he heard her inside saying the same "I love you papa..............I really love you."
The ability to hear people inside is no more when he wakes up today, and he realizes that still there is true and pure love inside and outside, so the life is not hopeless at all.
He knows where he can find his wife and daughter and he drives fast to reach there before it is too late.
Comments
Thanks O. M. for all your appreciations and encouragement. It means a lot to me.
Thanks Icha. I am glad you like it.
Hi Mishaikh,
It is sad story in the beginning, but you still leave the ending of this story hanging out with our perspective. Nice...^_^.
In my thought, there is always selfishness as human being, need to control it in order to avoid the worse things that shouldn't happen because of it. Good lesson that you try to share behind this story. Thanks for sharing.
Evangelina - SNR
There are many thing we have been blessed with in our ives. Like we can't hear the inner voice of the people, otherwise the our hearts and mind might have burst with pain and agony. The other thing is the "forgetfulness" with this we forget our sorrows and hard times or at least these are buried in our subconscious. There is another thing I remember, most of the gases like oxygen, nitrogen etc around us are colorless. Just imagine if there would have colors what would be see all around us.................I remember I have seen this concept in a sci.fi movie.
Anway, I am most grateful to you both for all appreciations and encouragement as always.
Thanks, Mishaikh and SNR, for your nice words in relation to my mom. I agree with you, we should appreciate the time we can be together with our parents and care for them. My mom is now 86 years old. She can't walk without without walking aids but except that her health still strong and her mind wake.
Once again a great piece of writing Mishaikh :)
The overall concept and theme of your story is just amazing. I agree with Evangelina and Rose, I am thankful to Almighty that he hasn't granted us the capability to hear people's inner voice.
Liked your story sooooo muchhhhhhh :)
Dear Rose,
I read mishaikh's comment i wish your mother a speedy recovery. Please take a good care of her health. It's a blessing that you are getting this opportunity to looks after your mother. A few are lucky to be able to look after their parents after several years of marriage and having their own family responsibilities and commitments.
Mishaikh,
Omg, so much waaoow!
I couldn’t let go of this writing while reading, that amazingly composed, catches completely the readers attention.
Thank to The Almighty, that we don’t have such ability, intuition is the closest as we can come to this.
Again proves that children are such pure hearted beings.
Thank you for sharing this. Magnificent message in the story :)
Thanks Rose Iris Will for sparing time to visit me and posting your comment.
The preoccupation you have surely has its priority. I pray for the complete health of your mom. Be blessed. Serve her (your mom) as much as you can. This is the treasure we have, when they are gone only memories left, and the wish may we could do more to comfort them.
After reading your story, I am just happy not to read or hear the thoughts of others.
I am always impressed how those stories come to your mind. It's always a pleasure and sometimes a lesson that life writes.
I would like to take part in Onee-chans challenge, too. But, unfortunately, my time is limited these days. I have to care for my mom in my old hometown.
Thanks so much for this your touching story.
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