Emily: A Heart Of Gold (Part 2)

This is the second part of the story of Emily. This is the link to Part 1.


1942 (World War II)


"I'm going to miss you"
"Be strong, especially for Geordie, Charlotte and Sarah - Jane"
"I can't live without you"
"I will return my love, I promise. I love you and the kids"
She hugged Jack tightly. She sobbed on his shoulder. She was scared. Jack was in the Army and she was afraid to lose him. The children cried too. Geordie and Charlotte knew their father was going away but Sarah - Jane cried because everyone else was crying but she was too young to understand anything anyway.
Jack was trembling all over when he hugged his wife, she could feel him.
When they broke apart, he kissed his children gently and then turned and kissed his wife. He touched her hair and whispered in her ear, like he always used to when they were alone 
"My Emily, my dear Emily". 
He turned...
And that was the last they ever saw of him.
Because Jack broke his promise...


(to be continued....)

Emily: A Heart Of Gold (Part 1)

This is the first part of the story of Emily.




1951


She was sitting in an armchair by the fireplace. Sipping her tea and frowning at the flames. She was bored. Her eyes fell on the television set, the photos on the wall, her daughter's drawing on the floor, the bookcase in the corner. Books, she thought. She had been a voracious reader before she had been married but her passion for reading had faded after the birth of her first child, Geordie. She suddenly went back to the day when she held Geordie for the first time. She remembered his chubby angel face, his eyes closed in deep sleep. She remembered how her husband Jack nervously held the child and tenderly placed it in her arms. And suddenly Jack's face flashed before her eyes. She remembered his blonde hair, ocean blue eyes and ever twinkling smile. She missed her husband even now. Never a day passed when Jack's memory did not cross her mind. Her heart still bled inside but she was a statue of stone on the outside. Fearless, Powerful and a strong mommy. For her children, of course. 
But right now she was thinking of Jack and she could still hear his warm, deep voice speaking her name Emily, Emily, My dear Emily....
In her mind's eye she went back to the day that changed her life forever....


Here is the link to Part 2

Free Bird

This post has been inspired by this song and the title of the post is inspired by Lynyrd Skynyrd's Free Bird

When you are getting on in years
and too frail to move
You sigh and think of all those moments
The precious seconds that you wasted
When you were young
You could have soared like a bird
Piercing the sky with your wings
As free as a bird
Without fear of being attacked from above
Ruler of the skies
A King of the winds
The feel of the breeze right beneath your wings
You could have been Free as a bird
Like a Free Bird

Waiting On The Rock

As everyday is passing my love

Your hair once so red as the autumn leaves,

Turns greyer,

You still wait for me

Even when I'm never there

How can I tell you I died long ago

And I love every single tear you cry

You miss me,

Cry for me an ocean of tears, I love you

Wait for me on the rock even when I'll never be there

When you sob on the rock

I sit beside and watch you

I love that beautiful face, I catch your every tear

I adore the despair in your eyes

Even though my heart screams with agony

I crave for your scent sending shivers down my spine

And I wait as you run out of life

And you lie on the rock as a weak, wrinkled form

Before you die, you whisper my name

I feel a cold breeze kissing my face

And when I hold your hand again

I feel like I'm alive once more

I was blushing scarlet while writing this.

Things I Learnt in October 2011

• I found out that there are no ups and downs in life. It's the decisions you make and how you live life, that affects you.
• I tried not to let sadness overcome me. It worked!
• I passed in Chemistry for the first time in my life in the Monthly Test. I even got a respectable overall percentage.
• I decided that I would never feel inferior to anyone. A confidence booster it truly was!
• I found out that to win the respect of others, one has to be gentle but straightforward.
• I found out that showing love to your enemies makes them your friends.
• I found out that one should always be calm and keep a cool, clear head to overcome a difficult situation. 
• I found out that anger is merely a devil egging you on towards trouble.
• I found out that I should never judge a person without talking to him. The people whom I disliked turned out to be great people. 
• I made a new friend. 
• I stopped getting my hopes up too high or expecting too much from certain people. This saved me from a lot of disappointment.
• I decided never to scream Pakistan Khappay in mischief after the national  anthem in the college's morning assembly (after what happened to me).
• I found out that a height of 6.2, wearing bling shling or making bizarre hairstyles don't make you cool and intimidating.
• I found out that one would always end up losing if he compares himself to everyone out there. Just be yourself is a great saying.
• I found out that nothing was better than making others laugh or make them feel cheerful even though I had to make a fool of myself for it.
• I found out that if one has love, friends and family with him then he has everything in life.
• I thanked God for all that he had given me. I also found out that God never ignored my desires and wishes. Now I know that God waits for the perfect time to grant you your wish. God never keeps a Plan B. Plan A always works!

October truly was, a classroom for me. I was completely anonymous to sadness, depression and anger. I should write a book now... "How To Be Happy In Life"

The Last Touch

I had been suffering from a serious case of writer's block so I decided to try something unique. I turned on N.I.B by Black Sabbath and the verses came to my mind naturally. I think my mind begins to work faster when its exposed to pure Heavy Metal. This poem is about a man's feelings after he killed a girl...! It's dark but I think it's kinda incomplete. I'm unsatisfied...but here it goes...

He never felt his mind was at ease
He was abandoned, lost and forgotten
Trapped in his own mind, where could he go?
The ashes of the past were his reminders
Of the Sin he committed, the Sin he committed
Run, Run, He could never get a place to hide
He could never reach the garden where he could rest
He could never burn the past, its was his only shield
 He walked silently, against the wall
Leaving streaks of blood behind
He scratched the door and broke a nail
But his mind was too preoccupied to feel the pain
That face he killed always overshadowed it
He could feel her touch, her last touch
The last touch before she could breath no more