She could sense movement around her, as she was slowly gained consciousness. She stirred, though outwardly she did not move an inch. She could now hear sounds…. or voices. They were talking softly among themselves… her mother, aunts… she could hear each of their distinctive tones. She wanted to call out to them…. but her voice barely reached her own ears. She did not panic, it was the effect of the anesthesia. She felt someone sit gently beside her. Instinctively she knew it was her husband. She could feel his breath on her face, as he gently moved away the hair from her forehead. I'm here, he whispered softly. She smiled or tried to, but didn't feel her lips move. She wanted to tell him she could hear him, she felt alright and was ready to go home from the hospital. But her lips did not move and she spoke those words in her head only. She deliriously willed her eyes to open, her fingers to move but her body lay obdurate in its stillness. Suddenly, she was overwhelmed when again she felt his hand rest softly on her forehead. A silent reassurance that he was with her. A simple gesture that spoke a million words. Her heart was at peace now. She drifted into a slumber.
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16 comments:
Nicely done Jyo! Is this just a short piece of fiction or has it been taken from a longer piece of work? You have me wondering what led to the girls anesthetized state or was it a metaphor for something deeper? You write very well...I look forward to more!
Lotus, thankyou for your lovely words and encouragement! Thats all there is to it :) Anything more would have made it filmy. I'm glad you liked it!
lovely words....a sense of reassurance is always so beautiful & motivates us to leap ahead....& a very nice pic to go with it!
Beautiful write..simple short and crisp...!! got the reader to picturise the scene..
Kalyan - Welcome to the windowsill! Yes, reassurance is very comforting and motivating at the same time. Thankyou for your kind words.
Mathew - Thanks for the feedback! :)
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nice blog...:)
real thoughts with nice wording...its my 1st time to here and i liked it...i will read all previous post tooo...:)
Thanks for dropping by at my blog.
Lovely work of fiction. And a beautiful shot of flowers!
Jyotna that was simply crisp n just rite conveying emotions so beautifulyy...lovely read:)
Jyotna that was simply crisp n just rite conveying emotions so beautifulyy...lovely read:)
Thankyou Deepak, Sigma and Seema! Your words are encouraging!
I was sure if you would like to read other feature on another poet in LIP (livinginpoetry.blogspot.com)
Very sensitive..my first visit here..happy to have visited a very nice blog
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How very sweet...I thought you'd stopped updating this blog - nice surprise :)
Happy New Year!
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
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