Dearest Ruchi di, so this is after my 6th or 7th read of the drabble (I finally found the meaning of a drabble in Urban Dict. ) that I am daring to post a comment. I am yet to read Revealed, (something which has been in my To Read list since its inception) so I know nothing about its characters which is to say that your drabble is fabulous as it is as a standalone piece.
Oh good lord for one, I am so so happy that you decided to write, again. You know what, this is my motto for life now, Greed gets you things you yearn for. 😆 But I hadn't expected you to say Tathastu any soon, should have guessed though, you are Ruchi after all, my princess behen!
Now let me cut my bakwaas and move towards the Wistful Reflections.
A mother who isn't you.
Ever had that feeling while reading that in the coming pages you'd read something, you are sort of expecting and somewhat fearing and yet when it happens you feel as if your heart has plunged several feet down.
This line is going to stay, the impact it had. I could feel it with your Khushi, her emotions so raw and palpable. Her indulgent warm smile and underneath the layers of such indulgence her sadness, her sorrow, her wistfulness. Reminded me of the song, Tum itna jo muskura rahe ho, kya gham hai jisko, chupa rahe ho.
From just a few lines, I could pick up several that are going to stay with me.
It's true life is full of choices. But not all the ones we make are altruistic.
Oh di why did you not start writing any sooner? Di, haath jod ke vinati, pliss to continue displaying your awesomeness.
Yours lovingly
Ria
Edited by cineraria - 8 years ago
