3rd Jan 2019 #TellTaleThursday

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I wish my readers, a very happy new year. May you have an awesome year, may God bless you always. Let’s get started with #TellTaleThursday. 

Rules are simple-

  • Write a story, complete in itself.
  • Check spelling, grammar, and punctuation.
  • Copy and paste your Story URL to the inLinkz list.
  • The story should be up to 250 words.
  • Add this line < #TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya > at the end of the post.
  • Read, comment and share – spread the love.

Below is the picture prompt for the story.   Weave a story, have fun! 

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A Secret Admirer

Today I finally get to meet her. I have decided to tell her how I feel for her.  It is now or never. 

I remember the day I saw her, for the first time. She was riding her cycle in the rain. Looking at her I forgot everything else.  She looked at me and smiled. My heart took a leap and yodeled. She had the cutest smile. It was love at first sight, for me. I started following her. I didn’t want to be a stalker or the creep. I wanted her to think of me as… a lover… or as an admirer.. a harmless one. 

I counted the hours to see a glimpse of her. I liked her hair and I loved her dupatta. She always wore a dupatta which playfully danced with the wind. Though, I always wanted to tell her to tie it around her waist…but…

…I am late. For the first time ever, I am late. She peacefully lies inside the box. I keep her favorite yellow daisies near her. I silently tell her how I feel about her. I guess, now I will forever be a secret admirer… nothing more.

17 Comments

  1. shravmusings says:

    My goodness, what a twist at the end. I so wish that it was a happy ending as the story has all the romantic descriptions. But anyways, thats the part of the life isn’t it?

  2. Wonderful.. Loved it reading..

  3. Abhijit Ray says:

    A love gone astray. Object of love is no more. Sad tale nicely told.

  4. geekanika says:

    Unrequited love is the epitome of bittersweetness. When the object of such love is no more it oddly intensifies.

  5. Akshata Ram says:

    Its sad that he was too late, poignant one Pri.

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  7. Oh, if only he had told her earlier, he could have been giving the daisies to her in her hands!

  8. Anagha Yatin says:

    Thats sad. He should have mustered the courage before it was too late.
    Engaging story telling Priya.

  9. I guess we must tell the people we love how we feel before it’s too late! I like how you interpreted this lovely prompt!

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