Originally posted by a little faith
Mahak, Hey SabahI am not missing you.
I loved those opening bold, brazen statements. Thank you :)
They are so thoughtful, so that just by the fact that so much time has gone into their composition, one begins to get an inkling at their contrary nature. Aah...i just love the way you can think...
We only forget those things, people for whom
we have no regard. So true...we can never forget the people we love..
Very thoughtfully done! Thank you :)
Then this paragraph, I
am not at all missing you. How can I? You have only gone today. And I
don't even care about you. It's just that, I don't want you to cry for
me. It's so because of a fact that I am not missing you. And if you
would cry, then your eyes would give you a burning sensation and you
won't be able to enjoy anything. But then, who cares about your eyes?
An insight to the untruthful nature of her suppositions. Yup, indeed it is. And to be honest, it feels wonderful to see through the things.
They almost give themselves away, then that sudden remembrance and that quick last remark. Yup, although she is showing that she doesn't even misses her or even care about the person, she is worried about her. Her level of care is shown by the little things she unknowingly slips.And
Then tying up all loose ends, so that there are no fraying threads that would unravel the true nature of their heart. Indeed, she doesn't want the person to get the correct idea of her state. She feels vulnerable and is trying her best to remove all the evidences of her state. She even warns her about her mother. Because she is afraid that her mother would leak about her condition to the person, so she is taking precautions.
Excellently done! Thanks...i am very happy that i could do so :) you telling me that the entire room if yours and you can lie on
either side you like.
Again that detailed reminiscence that you weave in so that it is the word for word verbatim remembrance of things said and done that we find their true feelings. Although she doesn't want the person to know about her feelings, she can't help but give out some hints. It's not in her nature to hide something. She thinks that she is successful in showing that she is unattached, but in this attempt, she is unconsciously proving how attached she is.
Wonderfully done! Thank you sooo much *blushes red* What else
can I ask for?
It was at the end of this paragraph, that I found my heart breaking along with theirs. Awww...I am ecstatic that i accomplished my mission. As a writer, i always want my readers to connect to the story and feel what the characters are feeling. And it feels great when someone can do so. If you can feel their pain, this means that i am successful in writing.
Just skillfully done! Thank you *blush remains constant on her cheeks*Just to tell you, I am
using your image as my mobile wallpaper. Not because I miss you and want
to watch it when I cry, or to kiss my screen when I feel lonely, but
it's because I clicked this picture when you were not paying attention
to me. I am so going to show this picture of you to everyone, and make
fun of you. And you won't be able to stop me.
I loved the movements within this paragraph. Thank you, i am glad that you do. :)
Those truth filled untruths. Exactly!
THEN just a genius manoeuvre, you write in lines where they defend, or further verify their position WHICH in fact we know will actually happen in the literal sense, they will show that picture they took sneakily and they will make fun of you BUT from these acts they derive pleasure rooted in love. Wow, you really could understand each and every hidden truth. I am amazed. You are such a great reader. You could see through those hidden feelings and actually understand the truth of her condition. Well done *claps*
It is just an attempt to soothe their loss. Right. She knows that she is just passing fake threats.
I love the threat in the last line that is actually a veiled plea, please come back and stop me. Aah...you exactly got the message. It makes me ecstatic to think that you could actually read those words in their actual sense. You are the only one to be able to do so.
Beautifully done. Thank you :)I am happy that you are away for a few days. Now I don't have
to cry in front of you. You know how I hate to cry in front of anyone!
And you always make me cry, by making me pour out my feelings or point
of view about things. You know how I prefer to be silent and keep things
to myself. And you! You always force things out of me, and make me feel
I love the contrary nature of this confession, for what are they doing right now but pouring their heart out to that very person they profess they hate
sharing such sentiments. Yup, so true. i am amazed with your uncanny ability to see behind those veiled words. She says that she hates sharing her feelings, while on the contrary, she is doing the same thing! And that too, without her own knowledge. She is so open with the person that, without even realizing it, she is doing the same thing that she hates.
Then the confession which was already there within the subtext of before. So that all the previous words become a preamble to this sentiment. Yup, in the last she admits her defeat. She realizes that she can't fight anymore. all I
can think is how much I miss you.
Wonderfully done! Thank you :)
I love how you say to prove to you
for in truth she could never prove it to herself, the pain of their loss is undeniable. So true. The pain of her loss is behind her ability to express. Even she is unaware of the condition she is in :)
Then that change of direction, that subtle need to know, do you miss me too,
using the same tactic as before through using negation to affirm. She desperately needs something to hold on. She wants the affirmation that the person whom she misses so much, misses her too. She wants the reassurance that she is not the only one. She wants a to hear those four words 'I miss you too'. She wants to confirm whether her feelings are one-sided or not. She feels absolutely vulnerable in doing so.
Skillfully done. Thank you so much *shy and giddy*And
this is your punishment for leaving me. And if you want to save your
things from getting stolen, then return to me, immediately.
That veiled threat exposed as their hurt heart. At the end, she grew tired of fighting a lost battle. She threatens the person to him/her back. She is so much in pain that she even dares to threaten the person she loves.
I don't want to be a
part of your memories, but your reality.
Beautiful line. Thanks you :) *shy*Missing you...already...
That lull, the end of the remembrance following to that poignant truth, that it hurts more not
to think of them, then even the pain of thinking of them, missing them. At the end, she knows that she has lost the battle. She loves the person truly and she admits it. She admits that all the while, she says that she is 'not' missing the person, she is suffering terribly in longing.
Mahak, just a wonderful piece of prose, so delightfully written illuminating the intricacies of the human heart so insightfully. Wonderful. Thank you. One must have to be able to connect with the work to understand the delicate chords. And it makes me a little proud to see that you were able to do so. Feelings are the only thing which i can explain and show, without even feeling them on a personal level. I keep myself on the character's place, and write down what i think is right. So, it makes me quiet happy to think that you could connect well. :) <3