Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Theme 219 - Ennui

From @zoarcher: 

The family’s alarm clock. The constant hummer. The chef in a rush. The tot’s daily masseur. The occasional singer. The mothering wife. The girlfriend. The ma-in-law’s woman Friday. The damsel in distress. The unpaid, overworked home manager. The spontaneous vacationer. Peppered with interesting little twists, could Sapna’s daily routine ever feel mundane?

From @visshy_it: 

"A dry circle of tea stain remains on my desk, the computer screen flickers as if it were alive. A telephone in another cubicle rings incessantly. The ennui of sitting here, having achieved nothing, engulfs me with every passing yawn. My cell phone buzzes. It is her. I smile."

From @The_Lie_Lama: 

They loved running into staircases and secluded corners just to steal a hug or a few kisses. Happy as kids, they'd speak a thousand words just through a brief eye contact. It was a strife between the good times with love out of wedlock and the unbearable ennui at home with their respective spouses.

From @aaliznat: 

She pushed her food around the plate. Sighed, got up and threw it in the bin. Looked down at her toenails and decided to paint them another day. Strolled to the window and pulled open the curtains. Something glinted. She ignored it. Because this ennui was what she wanted to lose herself in. she did.

From @PScripturient: 

Socks rolled up, skirt pleated in impeccable falls; she’d be reprimanded if she uttered a word. Matilda sat with her tutor with endless forks and knives, fingers droning with perfection that she was forced to master. Her legs thankfully, under the tablecloth, were pirouetting away a dance, her only escape from such fine dining ennui.

From @meWant_food: 

Nothing much to do and nobody to really talk with,took a troll on her.She tried everything to keep herself occupied.Nothing worked.Gone are the days,she believed.She started living her past.She relived the good times,cried over the sad ones.Present and future seemed insignificant.Empty mind combined with an empty heart can get dangerous.

From @divigyaan: 

(door opens)
Boy: Aunty, “do you know what are stem cells?”
Lady: “No”
Boy: “You want to know?”
Lady: “No”
Boy: Please…please…please…
Lady: “Why are you behind my life?”
Boy: “I am waiting for my girlfriend from past 1 hour”
Lady: “So?”
Boy: “I want to relief my ennui”
Lady: “Bloody idiot”
(door banged)

From @nautanki24x7: 

"Why", she asked, tears swelling from her ashen eyes, "I thought you loved me. When you held my hand, our fingers entangling, i forgot what it was like to be alone. When you kissed my forehead, i could see the colors more sharply around me. If you never loved me, then WHY?"

His cold, raspy voice broke her soul, "Ennui".

From @vidulachakradeo: 

It was born as a boat. Then it became a plane; changed its avatar to become a bird.  Bird became elephant. And no one knows when it became a grand castle. Google power had given me a powerful weapon to kill time. Hail Origami!  

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