neelwrites/hangingon/FF/flashfiction/100words/21/09/2017

Written for FRIDAY FICTIONEERS hosted by the most charming Rochelle at

22 September 2017

HANGING ON…

PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

By Neel Anil Panicker

I wish I could throw you out; make you disappear; simply watch you just fade away.

I wish I didn’t have to see you the very first thing in the morning.

Wish I could smash to pulp that insouciance that you wear all day long.

I wish you all bad things, bad tidings, bad this, bad that…

I wish you’re not such a pain in the…

But, I know I can never wish any such thing.

Can never let you of my sight.

Can never ever afford to lose you, again.

You’re not just his shoes.

For me, you’re him.

©neelanilpanciker2017 #FRIDAYFICTIONEERS #flashfiction #100words

26 thoughts on “neelwrites/hangingon/FF/flashfiction/100words/21/09/2017

  1. Hanging onto the vestiges of memory. Can never ever afford to lose you, again…….such poignant words reflecting the dilemma of the mind. As always, Neel , a crisp story from your pen.

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    1. Memories are made of such stuff. Thanks Kalps.

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  2. Oh my . This is so profound. Made me cry remembering my grandpa and gran mom who shared a bond of 58 years

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    1. That’s what memories do, don’t they. THANKS

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  3. Very effective twist. I wasn’t expecting that, Neel.

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  4. This was very good, Neel. The raw emotions felt by the narrator comes out perfectly.

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  5. Lovely effective last line Neel, well done.

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  6. Really emotional. I really liked this.

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  7. You capture the narrator’s ambivalence very subtly. She can’t bear the sadness of her memories – and she can’t bear to be without them. Excellent writing, Neel.

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  8. Dear Neel,

    When I children were small, my son accidentally broke a ceramic elephant that had been my mother’s. She had kept it because it belonged to her mother. When the piece broke my heart shattered. Even though I told myself it was just a ‘thing,’ it was more than that to my heart. Your story has that feel. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  9. Moon

    So loved this story , Neel. Very touching and so very well written. It’s so hard to let go of a thing with touch and memories embedded within . I have preserved some of my grandfather’s letters, when I see the handwriting and touch them, I feel I can still see him, though he is long gone.

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  10. Dale

    Oh so very poignant, Neel.

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  11. Sometimes we need at least something to hold on to… maybe even shout at shoes

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  12. Beautiful and full of meaning. I think we all have stuff from loved ones — in one sense just clutter but part of the memories.

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  13. So beautifully written, Neel. There are some objects so linked to the memory of a loved one, that to throw the object away would seem akin to slamming the door on that person for all eternity. I still have my deceased granny’s hand-knitted doll and, although I don’t like dolls that much, I could never throw it away.

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  14. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover

    I felt the anger and I felt it building to show grief. Nicely done.

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  15. Ooh, a real mixture of emotions coming from your character there. Very true to life, Neel – we can love and loathe people close to us so easily. Nicely done

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  16. Beautifully drawn picture of conflict here, represented by the shoes. Good read.

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