JZ , I always look forward to reading your posts in the forum . Honestly, I'm in awe of your writing style. Your words have got a poetic soothing touch to it .Not many people are gifted with such a talent. This is a fantastic piece of work! You managed to get Anant's dilemma, helplessness across so well.
I wanted to be happy thinking about her. I wanted to return to a flash back of a rare, arbitrary memory of her soft laughter, and revel in the wonderful feeling of freedom and fondness that evoked in me. I wanted to think of the times we had come close. Lose myself to that heady, mesmerized feeling, have my breath hitched somewhere on its way up, just remembering the abandon of restrain that exhilaration afforded me, an unprecedented, progressive high, each time…
A loner in the middle, with nothing but imposed obligations in sight, direction irrespective. Ironic was the assurance of love from all quarters, even genuine support from few.
These words just melted me. They are the highlight of your drabble. The flow of the narrative is fabulous. From who Anant actually is, a guy who wants to be happy with the one he loves, who reminisces the moments he spent with her, to a guy who has lost all hope and direction in family pressure. Extremely Ironic Situation, even after being surrounded by everyone who supposedly love and care for him, he is lonely, fighting between his tradition and his heart. He is not able to confide even in members who are genuinely giving him support, like Nimi/Mohan/His Mother. Great job done👍🏼
@Namesake Dig - You cracked me up with that😆
I hope you continue writing such brilliant drabbles in the future as well :)