Sunday, November 22, 2015

#SaturdayWordplay 8 : Selcouth

The day I proposed to her was the last day I saw her. I thought we were happy together, I thought when I slipped the engagement ring on her slender finger, the tears in her eyes were of happiness.

How could I have misread the signs?

She left for work at the usual time that morning. I had popped the question while we were having breakfast - Spanish omelette and  black coffee with a spoonful of cream and no sugar -  just the way she liked them. Then I bent over and pressed her plump lips against mine, the bitterness of her mouth feeling sweet inside mine, and took her by surprise when I took out the ring.

Where had I gone wrong?


For a week I held it together. But today when I received the engagement ring in the mail, with no note, I was shattered. Sobriety and common sense jumped out of the window and I got drunk. Empty scotch bottles mocked at me from across the couch. Staggering I walked out, braving the cold December winds and headed to the nearest pub; I needed to kill the pain, drown it.

Of all the experiences that life offers us, mending a broken heart is the most selcouth.


One minute I was feeling suffocated, buried down in a deep dark well, my voice lost in echoes. And in the next minute, I heard his voice.

"One vodka martini, dirty" his voice was pitchy and filled the pale air of the pub.

I wouldn't have looked up had this not been Sarah's drink. Why couldn't she leave me  alone?

"What do you want?" I looked up infuriatingly only to realize a man staring back at me. Although my vision was a little blurry and most of his face was covered by a hat, I saw he missed an ear.

"I am sorry, I thought..."

"It's okay mate. I've been there before."

Intrigued, I bought us the next round, and the next, pouring out my story.

"I got no closure, no answer as to why she left me."

"Is that all?" he smiled looking at me queerly. "You know how I got this?" 

I looked at his scar and could feel the bile rising in my stomach.

"My wife, now deceased, bit my ear off" he gave a snort and continued. "It's been ten years, and I'm still looking for answers."

I looked at him in disbelief.

"Like you, I cursed myself for years, cursed for having misread the signs. How could she from a loving caring wife turn into a mad violent woman? How could she accuse me of having slept with someone other than her?"

"I got no closure mate, no answers as to why she became what she became, eventually taking her own life."

"Of all the experiences that life offers us, my boy, mending a broken heart is the most selcouth. And you put the pieces back together not by questioning but by accepting. That's the only way forward."

I don't know when I passed out. I don't know how I reached back home. I don't know if it was all a dream. But what the man with the missing ear said to me, seemed providential.

You can tell so much about a person by the way they leave you, but learn so much more about yourself by the way you move on.

I have moved on since, mended my broken heart. And I do think of her, now and then, but always with a smile.

©AditiKaushiva

Saturday Wordplay is back again. Get creative folks, Prose or poetry, just pick this week's word 'Selcouth' and get writing! Looking forward to reading your posts!




24 comments:

  1. Lovely my dear friend. Selcouth...a new word for me. Beautiful and intriguing wordplay that brings out the meaning clearly. Keep it coming n cheers :)

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    1. Thanks Kala! Would love to see your take on the prompt! :)

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  2. You can tell so much about a person by the way they leave you, but learn so much more about yourself by the way you move on.- Aditi love it!! Love love love!

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  3. As Richa said the way someone leaves you and how you move on are defining moments . Great write up Aditi . Keep them coming

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    1. Thank you so much Anindya! Hope I can keep up this...I'll need by #blogbuddy to push me :)

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  4. Wow! so well penned Aditi. I just couldn't stop reading and I wanted to get more reasons than moving on. Good job!

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    1. Thank you Parul...good to know you wanted more. Feedback taken! :) Lv!

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  5. Okay, I don't know this word but I love the life lesson behind this story. Something that truly resonates with me...

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    1. Hmmm...what's your story? ;) Glad to know you could resonate with it.

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  6. A very simple story but with a very strong ending. I didn't know the word before, and now I will remember it only for this post :)

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    1. Thanks my friend! Use this word in your fiction no....

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  7. New word, amaaaazing story... keep writing my dear writing - this you know so well! Looooove it! Big hugs

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  8. Brilliant. You describe human emotions with such ease and so eloquently. And I get to learn a new word too :)

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    1. Thank you Raj! You are always so generous with your comments! :)

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  9. Such a beautiful story and you wrote it so well, Aditi! Liked it a lot :)

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  10. Well, well...what do you know. You learn a new word, every day :)
    Very nicely done, Adi

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    1. Thanks Sid! Hope I continue this weekly wordplay and bring in new words.

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  11. Selcouth - learnt this new word! The story is smooth flowing and with a powerful message!

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