Tuesday, 4 March 2014

A walk on the wild side - free write

As I walk down the path I can see the sea. It is glittering through the dark green leaves and calls my name. I stumble down and it is there right in front of me. The little boat is further out, tied to a red balloon, going up and down in the waves. Is it too far out? I think so. Could I go there. No, I don't think so.

I come down to the beach and see that it is not sand, but small round white stones, all looking beautiful. I sit down and take some of them in my hand, letting my fingers caress them. Then I look up and the boat seems even further away now. Whenever there is a big wave, it kind of disappears for my eyes. I decide to go in. I take of my sandals and put them down. The stones burn my feet. I take small jumps. I take off my clothes, and go in the water.

The first wave take me by surprise and I loose my balance, but I continue. The sun makes me want to close my eyes. I go on, and I can feel the bottom disappearing under my feet. The wild side, I think. The wild side. I think of the wild side, as water is all around me. It is salty. I hum. Du duru duru dutturu. Du duru duru dutturu. It is cold, and when I open my eyes, I see them all there in front of me. People I love. Friends and family, even grandfather who is dead. How can they be here? She is waving at me smiling. I feel cold, and something is screaming inside me. No, this is not the way. I start to move my arms, They feel like two rocks, and my feet do not want to move.

I kick with my feet and slap with my arms. Again and again. I go up. I go up and I am up and can take in the air again. The boat is right next to me. I grab it and manage to drag myself inside. Exhausted I lie there on my back and look up at the blue sky above me. No, I say to myself, no. Enough of the horse crap. Because it is possible. Possible to be so scared of dying that you can forget to live. But not anymore. The warm sun does her best to warm my body and I can see a bird flying up there.

I start to laugh. Laugh and laugh and laugh. Bubbling and loud and I cry a little bit more while I smile. I want to get off the boat, and run up the hill and jump up to catch the sun. Instead I head home to make dinner.

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I am participating in a fun festival of words this week, and you can too:-) This post is written for The Write Tribe Festival Of Words, which goes on from 2-8.March 

Today, Day 3, our topic was Free Write ( Write for about 15 minutes on whatever comes to you mind). You can read more about free write, and enjoy some of the other entries on the website: Day 3, 4. March: Free Write. 

Happy reading!




PS: On my mind - on my walk on the wild side:



24 comments:

  1. Thank you for that delightful trip to the beach! I felt as if I was right there with you and I didn't even have to squeeze myself into a swimsuit! So awesome. I need to go to the beach again. I simply must! ♥

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    1. Ha ha - thank you so much Kathy! It's my favorite place to be. Happy you liked it. Warm thoughts to you

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  2. What a wonderful story! The despair and the realization of what the narrator is doing, the snapping out of the negative spiral, is all there in your lovely free write. A creative master piece indeed.

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    1. Wow, Sulekka, your kind words make me so happy. Thanks a lot:-)

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  3. A deep and heavy introspection. To embrace one's end requires an extremely mature spiritual mind which is pretty hard to achieve. But that is the final destination we all ought to reach ..

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    1. Thanks for following Aarthy. I appreciate your feedback:-) All the best

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  4. Wow, what imagery...it was very vivid, Eli. And you really rounded it well with the witty twist in the end .

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    1. Thanks a million:-) Best to you

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  5. It's joy in the little things!

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    1. So true Michelle - all with you on that one. Best

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  6. Ah! The joy we get in little things!! :)
    Your walk on the beach made me yearn for a beach vacation!!

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    1. So true! Yes, nothing like the beach:-) Thanks for following:-)

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  7. That was an amazing Imagery. This reminded me of the drowning dreams I have at times. I find it difficult to breathe and wake up gasping for air. Strikingly similar!

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    1. Thanks:-) Seems we have been to the same places..Thanks for sharing - hugs your way

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  8. Eli this is a brilliant post. So much going on..all at once...the imagery, the narrative, the depth... "possible to be so scared of dying that you can forget to live" Wow!

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    1. Aw, thank you so much Aditi:-) Your kind words make me so happy:-) All the best

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  9. It is the positive message that comes out which makes me warm inside. That moment when you kick out of the water it is what makes us and often lack of it breaks us... lovely write up..

    Richa

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    1. Thanks a lot Richa, I so appreciate your kind words - and so true - it's all in the moment:-) Hugs your way

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  10. I am always afraid of vast expanse of water and when the sea beckoned you and you got in I got scared.When you talked of seeing people including dead grandfather,I imagined the worst .It was a relief when you ended the free write that you were headed home for making dinner.I liked the way you described the incident.

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    1. I so appreciate your positive feedback:-) So glad you liked it. And yes, I do have a thing for happy endings:-) Best

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  11. It was totally mesmerising.
    I have been under water and thoroughly enjoyed my trip down the sea.
    It was good to know everything ended in happy note, although it is just your imagination.Good work.

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    1. Thank you so much:-) I am so happy you enjoyed my free write:-) All the best

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  12. Fascinating and intriguing writing, Eli! Your descriptive words took me on the journey with you.

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    1. Thanks dear Cindi. Your kind words makes me so happy:-) Hugs to you

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