She wondered why certain things never change.
The imperfect stone walls, the uneven pavement and the unstable manhole covers in the town were all the same, as she had left it ten years ago. She enjoyed walking on the pavement, and idly thought that her shoes and sunglasses were more expensive, than what she used to wear in those days.
She took off the shades, and looked around for a familiar face. He was not as academically driven as she was, and life had taken them to different destinations.
In retrospect, her past appeared to be beautiful with all imperfections.
Inspired by Rochelle Wisoff at
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It’s very brave of her to go back… on a holiday or looking for him, I wonder.
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It’s very brave of her to go back… on a holiday or looking for her, I wonder.
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The place evoked nostalgia and she found beauty in her past despite imperfections. Academics drove them apart at-least geographically but a small groove in her heart had a place for him. this is human nature and Reena, you have captured it beautifully.
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That last line is so thoughtful–beauty in the imperfections. Love it!
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Thanks!
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Sometimes we leave someone because of their imperfections, only to find that’s what we miss about them.
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Yes. That is a valuable insight. Thanks!
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We don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it and the on the other hand we can be guilty of over romanticising our pasts. Well written
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The issue in life is that we cannot have parts of a place or person. It is to be accepted or rejected in whole. But, we continue to love and cherish those bits ….
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“The older I get the better I was!” A lot of us take this to heart – including me. Your story is wonderful! Thanks Reena! Nan
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Thanks! I believe I am getting better with age, as I have simplified life 🙂
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Who hasn’t gone back to old places and had her feelings. Your story brings out great emotions. Well written – especially the last line.
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Thank you so much!
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What a great story. Well done. :o)
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Thanks!
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Love the feeling in this and that last line was perfect.
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Beautiful woven tapestry of words. Hope she finds him.
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And he is still available 😉
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Lovely thoughtful piece.
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Thanks!
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The grass is always greener. . . behind you?
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What happens in the past has a great effect on the person we are today. A wonderfully reflective piece Reena
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Life has takne them in different directions, but still a part of her will always be there. Lovely story
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Sweet! Ten years gives a lot more balance and insight to our childhood scenes.
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Yet she has returned, something missing from her life?
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Maybe …. connectedness, a sense of belonging.
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Good way of tying in the locale with the relationship, Reena. It’s a good and solid metaphor. Nice!
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Thank you so much!
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Nice write and a great title.
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Thanks!
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