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The Redemption of Chaturanga

Day 4: Writing 101

Prompt: A Story in a Single Image

the woman in the woods

The Redemption of Chaturanga

I submitted myself to the marvelous beat of my feet against the ground. I didn’t care about the pain that caused by the leaves and twigs which slapped on my face and body. I didn’t care about the dead branches and dry leaves which tried to lessen my speed. All I wanted to do is to run… run… and run…

I ran through the woods until I reached the middle of the forest. I stopped. My breathing hitched in my throat. I can hear the fast beat of my heart, as fast as it can. And I feel the sweats all over my body.

My knees liked to surrender, and then I found a huge dead tree on my right side. I sit and again, sentimentally, the sorrows envelopes my whole thoughts; the shadows of the trees became my protector; they can hide me from the world of undesirable characters of humans.

Yes, these trees can protect me, yet, they do not have the power to cure the sorrows that gnawing inside.

Children were afraid of me, elders accused me that I am the demon of this place or that I am the cursed, and teen-ages always teasing me with laugh and called me with different undesirable names.

It was hurt. Pain. Too much pain. I felt so unwelcome. I am so tired; tired of running. Tired of hiding. And I am so tired of insisting myself to the world where my haters are. I am so tired about the life I have; the life that I been fighting for seventeen years.

Yes, I am looked like a normal human, if the scarf is over my head. But, if I take it out, maybe you also laugh for my large-blue-ears; as large as Peter Pan has. If you ask me why I got this large-blue-ears, sorry, I do not have the answer. The answer is still unknown.

Suddenly, a quick spark of light illuminated the pupil of my eyes. I didn’t have an idea to where it came from. My sense of curiosity started to play; at least it let me twist the negatives that were playing on my thoughts.

I get up and walk gradually; to search if where that quick light did came from. Aside from sounds of different creatures in a forest, I also heard the crunchy sounds of dry leaves every time my feet reached the ground.

The mellifluous sound of the river invited me to come closer to her. Now, I can see my reflection from the clear water of this gracious river.

Why is it only my aunt and my uncles appreciate the beauty I posses; A pair of slender eyebrow look down on my sweeping eyelashes, my ocean blue eyes in a perfect proportion of a straight – edged shape nose and a heart shaped lips with a set of shinny hallow white teeth. And…and a blue scarf which covered my head.

I slowly twist the blue scarf to uncover my head. My long chestnut brown wavy hair bounced over my shoulder.

“I am so beautiful,” I praised myself.

I then smiled and a pair of small dimples beside my lips revealed. And then… my blue-large-ears looked powerful… yet, it ruined my beauty. With this consciousness, it faded the smile I wore a moment ago. It was replaced with a mournful presence.

And again, I am now in the middle of my woes…

 

This is just a sneak about the book I currently writing; The Redemption of Chaturanga. But I’m not sure if can finish this one. Haha. Because I don’t know how… 😀

 

Posted in BLOG, First Episode, Short Story, The Goldfish and the Lion

The Goldfish and the Lion

The story is about the collision of intractable circumstances;

The collision of:

Love vs. Pride

Family vs. Throne

And

Self-worth vs. Happiness

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FIRST EPISODE – The First Meet

He has an exceptionally powerful muscular body which covered with tawny-yellow and brownish colour hair. He stands about four feet tall and his body has nine feet in length; from nose to tail. He’s weighing an approximately four hundred pounds.

Despite of how huge he is, his size and weight was not the hindrance for him to capture his prey; he can run up to thirty-five miles per hour. His toes have strong, curved, retractable claws up to three inches long. His fangs are like a well sharpened dagger which can crash out the spine of his prey.

There is no question why he became a king; whenever he spoke, everybody was listened. Whenever he passed, everybody was still. And whenever he gave command, everybody was followed.

—–Leo was his name; a king lion in the Kingdom of East Jungle.

He was so proud about his power, authority and strengths! There were no other important for him than his throne.

But even how strong and powerful he was, he still felt not contented and the reason was still a mystery for him.

One day, King Leo strolled throughout a kingdom, and then a lake opens up his attention. It was surrounded with lake-grasses with different colours of flowers wherein dragon flies were flying and landing on it.

The trees on its surroundings made its shady yet warm air; in view of the fact that, there were some parts of the lake that the sun can bounce off to its surface. The lake seems like so untouched.

He came closer and he was tempted to see himself in clear water. He appreciates his luxurious mane around his face. He felt so proud on his fearless eyes.

He also adored his mighty jaws and when he attempts to open it…

Ssplaaashhh…!!!!

A plopping sound from a water as a fish breaks the surface.

The mood on his face changed. His eyes became vigilant as if he is chasing his delicious prey.

From the right corner of his eye, he saw black stone and the moderate ripples of water snatched his attention.

He then carefully stepped down into the lake; the water was about one and half feet deep. He slowly came closer to the place where ripples occurred.

He swiftly opened the stone by his powerful claws, and there, he found a spine-chilling face of a golden fish!

His aggressive-predator-eyed turned into a passionate-protector-eyed; when his eyes were locked into frightened eyes of a golden fish.

There is something special in this fish which he didn’t understand what it is. Even if her eyes were looked frightened but the sincerity and passion on her heart were still visible.

They were both still in that scene for about five seconds. Then, in a blink of an eye the golden fish has gone.

“Hey… where are you? Don’t be afraid… I promise… I will not hurt you. Trust me… ok…“ He heard himself pleading for the first time.

Suddenly, a deep orange and red colour fish came out from the shade of lilies. She swam elegantly with her contrasting white, semi-transparent flowing tail.

“There you are.” The king lion said when he saw her presence.

“My name is Leo. What’s yours?” he asked.

The golden fish swam nearest to him as if she was so confident that she can never be his prey. Her symmetrical pair of dorsal and caudal fin resembled as butterfly wings, gave her more exotic beauty; which made King Leo more admired.

“My name is Fantail.” she answered.

Since then, Fantail (the goldfish) and King Leo (the lion) developed trust to each other. Their friendship became deeper and they let themselves fall in love to each other.

They were both aware that there relationship was impossible but what they cared about was the whisper of their heart.

They promised that whatever happened they keep holding on and never think to give up. For them, if miracle is impossible, they believed that they can make it possible in the name of love.

                                                  —————TO BE CONTINUED————–


Hear His Voice

1 Corinthians 13:4-10 English Standard Version (ESV)

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.