Saturday, June 21, 2014

The other side of the fence


(Image courtesy: Google)

We are worlds apart, I can never be hers. Yet, I wait, patiently for the Saturday evenings to see her. She comes faithfully, with utmost devotion to see me on those days. We stand across the fence, looking into each other's eyes, her big brown ones into my black. When her Dad holds her hand to take her back to the warmth of her home, she looks back wistfully thinking, I wish Midnight was mine.


21 comments:

  1. I hope they meet soon. Very nicely written.

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    1. I hope so too. Thank you ma'am!

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    1. Thank you :) Glad that you enjoyed it!

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  3. It is unattainable wishes of these kind that keeps our life interesting...doesn't it? Lovely take on the prompt :)

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    1. Definitely. These are the little joys that we tend to forget once we grow up! Thank you Vinodini :)

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  4. I was in love with horses growing up but never rode or owned one until my twenties. LOVED this!!!

    D.B. McNicol
    Romance & Mystery...writing my life

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    1. I have never owned a horse :) But the thought was just too beautiful to resist! Glad that you enjoyed it Donna :)

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    1. Thank you Janaki :) Btw, I love your name!

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  6. Very nice take on the prompt word.

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  7. Love how it's from the perspective of the horse. Sweet and endearing.

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  8. I so liked it, how nice to feel something from the POV of an animal. Very nice
    Tina from The Sunny Side of Life

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    1. Thanks so much Tina :) Glad that you enjoyed it!

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  9. Some unfulfilled wishes become painful. A nice write-up from an animal's view point.

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    1. Thank you Kalpana! Some things are never meant to be I guess...

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  10. Achoda :) So sweet.... a different perspective !

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    1. Thanks so much Sreeja! Just tried something different for a change :)

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  11. The power of innocent yearning, from the child as well as the animal. So well told :)

    Shailaja/The Moving Quill

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