Death in the sea

On a beautiful Sunday morning, she is holding his hand. Is there a word to explain how happy she is?!  No there is not such kind of word uttered once yet. She is just feeling it without naming. If there were anybody who knew the exact meaning of happiness it would definitely be her today. She had come to the sea shore whenever she was feeling lonely, sad, unhappy, confused. These are the feelings that were compelling her to come to the sea shore, walk for a while, sit and look at the depth of the sea and get amazed once more how gigantic , peaceful the sea is.  How she would like to come here for walking each day.

Now she is again here. Everything is different at this sameness. She is the same person. The sea is the same, people are the same people. On the other hand, everything and everyone is different. And her company is also totally different person this time. He has always been in her heart, during every visit but this time he is standing next to her, holding her hand. She is feeling his heart beatings. Looking at his face, she is trying to remember every single detail she has forgotten over all those years. No, she is not going to remember anything about those times. It is enough for her.

They are together from now on. That is enough. Nothing else could make her happier. That is the beginning of her happy days. That is the first thing in her list of the things to be done with him. They are walking hand in hand. She is trying to show the people who are passing by, how happy she is. She is trying to make everybody around jealous. However, nobody takes any notice of her. Instead everybody is looking at the crowd. The crowd is throwing flowers onto the sea.  Among the flowers there is also a picture of a girl. They are all crying looking at that picture. When she turns and looks at the picture she says to him:

‘I wish I could tell them how happy I am now with my father.’

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6 responses to this post.

  1. i got goosebumps all over my skin, Sabish! very well written, sad though(

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  2. Posted by Niquli Alizada on August 8, 2011 at 7:15 am

    Thx Sabish. like it very much. you helped me coz last 3-4 days i’s thinking about happiness and this written helped me find answers )) go ahead )

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  3. Posted by Perishan on August 8, 2011 at 8:12 am

    Seb, I would say it is the most impressive writing of yours. first u imagine that the girl is happy with her boyfriend but in the end…personally it made me think about people around me…and how much I love them…and how much i would miss them…fathers are daughters’ heroes and I wish each girl could remember her father as a hero or guardian angel wherever they were…

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  4. Posted by Eldar on August 8, 2011 at 1:03 pm

    Got nothing to say. End of a really sad story. Very impressive. I think even no need for comments. Especially the name attracts instantly.

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  5. Posted by Eugene Gabrys on August 9, 2011 at 9:40 am

    Beautiful. Poignant and touching. I’m sure he is holding your hand even now. Believe it. Allah rəhmət etsın.

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  6. beautifully written! creative, captivating, and emotional. Loved it.

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