I stood looking out of the window, staring at nothing. My mind a whirlpool of thoughts. I shouldn’t have let him go. Should have talked him out of it. Would it help? No! He was too passionate about his work. He liked challenges and being posted overseas to cover the war was a dream come true to him, whatever the underlying consequences!
A little over six months now, his letters to me have been few. The phone calls fewer…but, whenever we talk, I can sense his tension, the edge and the love. Can we carry on like this? For how long? My nerves are wrought with tension; my eyes forlorn and expectant; aching for him, his touch, the comfort of his hug.
I can hear the phone ringing in the distance. I run and grab it! Oh! This feeling of “cliff hanger”-edginess. “Hi darling! Am coming back!" Prayers answered!
Oh, Janu, you captured the tension and the longing for a loved one's return beautifully! You had me hanging off that cliff with you . . .
ReplyDeleteBlessings, my friend!
Glad Martha.
DeleteOh Janaki, I know this cliff hanger edginess that you expressed so wonderfully.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rimly.
DeleteI love how I become a part of this story Janu :) Truly remarkable!
ReplyDeleteThank you Melissa.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Janu..the love,the pain..hope..longing..u have expressed it so beautifully..I simply love it.
ReplyDeleteWow, Janaki. Glad he came back!
ReplyDeleteA perfect cliffhanger. The emotions are clear and felt by the reader, wonderful...
ReplyDeleteWOW truly a cliff hanger..I am glad he came back...As always...XOXOXOXOXO
ReplyDeleteHi Janu. I am having trouble navigating your blog today...blogger is being a bit difficult.
ReplyDeleteI love how you captured tension in your words. That seems like such a tricky style of writing, but you did it masterfully.