New Year Celebration - A Short Story

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I will see you in the New Year, a message lit up Victoria’s silent phone a few hours before midnight. There was a wooden frame on the shelve, a photo of her old flame, reminding her of paraphernalia with a grin on her face, an essence rekindling relationship.


Bashfully, with friends surrounding her, Victoria refilled her glass with Cabernet Sauvignon, continued to turn over the lifeless pages of their wedding album, making memories come alive.

A few minutes, before midnight, the doorbell rang with two officers, with handcuffed state criminal and the fireworks broke midnight, celebrating their reunion.



©Shweta, 2020

Rearrange

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Olivia wasn’t sure how 2020 should’ve started.

She liked her simple furniture despite being worn, simple wintry jackets though a decade old. She was just satisfied with all the old appliances that worked fine although the models were outdated. She did not go shopping during the Christmas for purchase of new clothes or gifts in spite of her mother tried to drag her out of her gloomy room. She suggested making some positive changes to perk up the monotony looming their life.

Olivia made a decision. She’d keep the old bits & bobs, but rearranging it, her house will breathe new life in itself and leave a sparkle.

As for the light blue flower box carved out of wood, it’ll remain as is in the corner of her room! Olivia was in denial with what plight her two-month-old endured, keeping the little one's gubbins, not ready to meddle or rekindle the heart-wrenching memories.


©Shweta, 2020

Edges of Cracks - A poem

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With constellations ever-changing

Those are stars behind the eyelashes

born from fire & stardust

there is a lightning shine in the armor

seen through edges of the cracks!

© Shweta 2019

Originally published on Medium.com

eDgY - A poem

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uNeVen…
making life an eDgY experience
learning to make way around it to fullest,
welcoming human experiences
often we forget broken edges of crayons,
creates beautiful exquisite work of art!

©2019 Shweta

Originally published on Medium.com

Do you know me? - A poem

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Tell me...

Do you know what I could be?

You claim to know me in & out

You have drenched in every droplet that makes “me”

Of my ever-changing course of the rivulet

Streams, rivers, glaciers

Make their own way

But the sea, only where all these come to end!

Streams, Rivers, Glaciers

Have their own ebbs & flows

Unknown to the sea & world

Ocean is not everything,

It is a part of their life’s course of the journey

You cannot judge their tides,

Because you only see the ocean

Not the source, nor the place of birth!

Authors Note: Readers, it is easy to judge a person, or a situation and pass lewd comments or opinions, by looking at the current scenario, does anyone think of — Why? How? Perhaps?

Think twice, thrice, honestly a zillion times! We don’t know what each one of us has been through in our journey of life, be kind to each other, help each other grow and become the best version of ourselves. We are no one to judge an “anyone” when we walk imperfect paths ourselves!

©2019 Shweta

Originally published on Medium.com