Thursday, May 10, 2012

Theme 69 - Distance

From @TheOtherBanana: The phone pealed repeatedly, adding to the chaos in the house. Swearing under her breath, lest the kids heard it, she attended the call. Hello, the voice said, rough with sleep. Hello, she said, with bated breath. Silence. The world seem to dissolve around her as they found contentment in listening to each other breathe.

From @zaiuranjit: He wondered if he’d ever see home again. He didn’t regret leaving, he’d seen things that only a handful of others had seen. It was just that traveling through space left one lonely. He hadn’t seen another human apart from his team in years. Hurtling light years across the galaxy wasn’t the quiet life he’d wanted.

From @AWedStory: Taking a stroll through the memory lane led him to his memory palace. He looked in through the window and saw her, sitting there staring back at him with an eternal smile. Her memory from the distant past lingers and makes him sad, while physically she is only fifty five steps away on her deathbed.

From @MissBlurrii: He told her he'd soon be leaving. She smiled and wished him luck.

He told her, "Just a three hour flight and she smiled and answered, "we hardly meet when you are 3Kms away. So this should not be a problem now".

Distance may not always be  physical and such, are always hard to cross.

From @Saiyona: His work involved travel. In the last 30 days, they spent only 4 days together. She wasn’t happy but calling it a LDR would not do justice, he felt.

From @Violet_Droplet: They met, fell in love, got married & made babies. She brought him so much luck that his business boomed enormously. The speed at which his work grew left him with no time for the family. Her daughter asked, "Mummy, am I ever going to use maths in real life?". She smiled. Distance = Speed X Time.

From @abstractmadness: They were alone at last, the distance between them a matter of fingertips. She dared him to induce goosebumps. He breathed into her ear. Their fingers found each other. She gave him her soul.

From @LadyCardiidae: “Distance between lovers is a heartbreaker,” hummed Aisha. She wasn’t a saint. The moment she stepped out of the Bombay airport, she knew it was her foreverland. However, it took her three months to realize Zubair was cheating on her, three minutes to end that three-year old relationship and three seconds to get over it. 
From @Oxymoronic_Me: The little boy looked at the four circle logo of the Audi. It was parked a little distance away from where he stood with his mother. She was examining some silver bangles at a store when he pointed towards the logo and shouted, “Why don’t you buy those bangles mommy? They look better than these.”

From @My_Summer_Eyes: Her heart was pounding furiously. Her instincts screamed at her to back off but the decision had been made. The pain was too much to bear. She was standing right on the edge. Distance. One moment she was a living entity, a step later she let out her last breathing scream.

From @wickedJuliet: They thought they had two things to fight for their LDR to work. Time passed; distance stayed. Love got deeper but over the years took for granted, got distracted, in her words, didn’t “Talk-talk”. It needed them to be even more persistent and strong to fight this new enemy. Emotional Distance. But they will win!

From @aaroo4:

“Moommmmmmmmmmmy….” He screamed
“What is it, am right here, can’t you see?” she scowled
“See what i did, i called and you came running” he beamed
“Hmmm.. stop this now” she grimaced
“mommy, i missed you, that’s why i called, you were so far away in the kitchen” he whined
*Aww baby, i love you*

From @ScribblingOn: The desert Sun displayed it's fury; shining brightly, the hot winds being his accomplice. The blistered soles of her feet beginning to give away, she, although fatigued, continued her long strides, believing that an oasis would in sight, soon.  Waking up, startled, she knew the distance she had to walk under the burning Sun. Alone.

From @SaniaaSan: It’s like you’re right there, but not exactly right there. I can imagine myself floating towards you, but the journey takes courage. The thought of you waiting for me with surprises, brings butterflies to my stomach. (Pun intended!) It’s wonderfully comforting that you’ll quietly wait with bright lights until I come to you. Oh, Frigidaire. 

From @n0rwegianw00d: 

“Beta, Rajat is downstairs.”
“What?! Why?!”
A shrug.
“I hope it’s not your doing. I hate him.”
“Noted. Go meet him. It’s impolite to make someone wait.”
“Okay. But if you have anything to do with this, I’m leaving you too.”

Now to cover the distance between their hearts. One step at a time.

From @HighHeelsWaali: There was nothing to say. They had spent years together. Sharing the same cell. Using the same toilet. Eating the same food. Having the same nightmares. Jailed for being partners in a crime.
And one was getting out today. The other still had some miles left.

From @alienatedWind: She put down the phone and closed her eyes as a drop of tear made its way out. The doctors said, "We are sorry, he is no more.". But he still was there. Her father's warmth was still there. She still felt protected. The distance might have had increased, but the love could never cease.

From @Divya_Moorjani: We used to tweet occasionally, but nothing serious. I always seemed to be maintaining a strange distance with him; I know, we’re just friends, but every time he mentioned he had someone in his life, I used to sink a lil. Today, He confessed that someone is a BOT. He CRUSHES ON A B.O.T :-D

From @teejavus: 

Splash. She screams. She wakes up. Same nightmare haunts her. Drenched in her sweat, hyperventilating. 

She looks up towards the mirror. Distant land from her distant past appears. Being forced to travel beyond the looking glass.The queen banishing her to the land of mortals. Cursed forever to live, and see her loved ones die.

From @swordfish19: Teleportation transports you from one place to another without traversing the physical space in between. What good is that? One of the great things about travelling from one place to another is the journey.  Would Tenzing Norgay have preferred to be teleported to the top of Everest? I hope teleportation is never invented.

From @numbyaar: They met in college. Their paths crossed. Soon they were on the same path. Some way down the road, things however changed. His insensitivity, her ego surfaced. They then grew apart. Now it’s been 7 years and they’re indifferent to each other. They’re on parallel paths, equidistant at every point - never closer, never farther.

From @gauravjagwani: I saw the tunnel. I saw the light. There is some distance to get to where I want to be. I was always the happy guy. The guy that always got things right. For once, I wanted to take a risk. And then, I finally saw it. The tunnel at the end of the light.

From @arpithadesai: Tears sprung in her eyes as she gently held the medal to her breast and remembered the 1999 victory. She wondered if he missed the aroma of home cooked food. The stenches of dust, gunpowder and blood must be clogging his senses.

‘I’ll be home for your birthday, Ma’, he promised.

And she smiled warmly.

From @dasCapital_: IM said F**K OFF to e-mails. E-mails said so to speed posts. Speed posts to postcards. Postcards to messengers and messengers said this to pigeons. Pigeons could have said f**k off to smoke signals, but they didn’t. They were nice people, you see.

From @writingchalk: 

“Saturday is Roshan’s PTA meet. You must come with me.”    
“And haan, don’t forget, you have to buy mom a sari.”
“I also have to pay everyone’s salary on the 1st...”
“Gangubai hasn’t come in. Please take Roshan to school today.”

“Hmm? What dear?”

They sat at the same table, but seldom heard each other.

From @vagabondinact: The abyss of society they crossed, in love their fear lost. The  long miles of stares, raised eye-brows, wagging tongues and passing whispers, they traversed, holding hands.

Lusting only I was, he said and walked the distance back alone, whilst the lovelorn boy, aghast looked on, forever seeking.

From @AmanjotKSandhu: 

"I miss you baby. I wish you were here!"
"Don't worry, love! Two more weeks."
"See you then. Take care!"
Neha smiled at the thought of meeting him after so long.
5 minutes later.
"Hey Priya, free for dinner?"
"Only dinner?"
Neha still had the smile on her face.

From @zushk: Has it been just 3 months, I thought unbelievingly. Seeing her brought back none of the memories. Shouldn’t I be able to remember more? Why did it feel so.. far away? Even as I thought that, I smiled. What is time but the distance between 2 episodes of life, said my brain. I walked away.

From @kunalbaidmehta: Adnan proudly posted his half-marathon pictures on Facebook, and there were 55 comments. Adnan running a distance of 21 km was unexpected. People asked him when his philosophy - ‘Live to Eat’ had changed and how had he managed the weight loss. The word Liposuction was not mentioned even once by him in any comment.

From @miffalicious: 

It was always the same.

The late night traveling, the airports. The tiredness, the discomfort.

They asked him why he did it. Putting himself through constant motion, covering miles. They wondered if he had an incurable case of wanderlust.

The truth was, he’d lost the only home he had, and he had nowhere to stay.

From @Aawara_Mann: She called me-"I got a job, I'm moving to Pune." I venally replied- "awesome, I'm glad for you, go chase your dreams." Now our relationship turned into "Long-Distance Relationship". Same talks, Same care, Same questions, Same attention.,Only matter that changed was- Distance..

From @IndianIdle: Physically the distance was just of few inches. Always close to each other. But their thinking never matched. They were always miles away ,contradicting each other at every moment. Always battling to win over the other. The chaos created by them always put people in confusion. Mind and heart, funny creatures they are.

From @chinmaynaik07: They always had fun while with each other, were happiest together. Cared for each other, sought each other in times of darkness, need. At times missed each other badly. Overwhelmingly felt for each other often but suppressed it.They had it... the forever.And they lived right there, together, at a distance of three words.

From @JaaaChudail: Distance. Seems inessential for all relationships, yet is quintessential in most. Distance upsurges your love, whether copious or minuscule. Because then, success in anything is forever directly proportional to the amount of distance you have traveled towards achievement, or away from it.

From @CruciFire: 

*The last local to Vt has reached Thane*
*Next station is Vikhroli*
*Approaching Byculla*
*And the train reaches it's destination*

He was on track. And arriving.

From @philusophur: 

Her swift reflexes grasped the screwdriver at arms distance. The wolf of lust was feeding on her flesh with what seemed an unquinchable thirst. A blow on his neck and all his worldly craving ends.

Freedom, indeed, tastes like blood. Raping tip 37 : Never underestimate a womens sense of cruelty. Take
waxing for example.

From @binivijan: They knew it was over; long before it started. The happy couple would never be same again.The verdict was out, was unbelievable: she had a miscarriage and was incapable of conceiving again. They stared at each other blankly. The greatest distance is between two people present in the same room; who cannot express enough.

From @madrasmad: I don’t know her real name. Tanya was born last December, in the outskirts of Chennai. Nature has her own harsh and effective ways of teaching, and young Tanya had to learn quickly. In March, she set off to fly over 5,000 km to Siberia. They tell me she’ll be back this winter. I hope.

From @SugarsNSpice: A starry night it was. Celebrations for the blossoming friends. Smiles for two enemies. Then some conversations and stars shined. Love found way in silent hearts. Trespassed time and distance to overthrow barriers. It survived eternally. Telepathy spoke between them. Then life drifted fast , pure emotions cried. They found abode as one soul, embracing destiny.

From @crazyandhow: Her trembling heart waited for a familiar voice. Tensed palms clutched an unanswered phone tightly.

Hopeless love reassured her mind of the innocent promises made under the saffron skies; he held her hands;
touched her soul. Nothing will change. Nervous clouds engulfed the moonless night.

Ringing. A beautiful voice greeted; called-out,"Love, Nikita from India.”

From @aatifsumar: For some people, Distance is just 'Speed x Time'. For some it means swapping sweat with strangers for hours just to get to work. For some, it means sleeping in a rented room away from their loved ones. For some, it is a chance to start afresh and learn from past mistakes.

From @bitchwanti: She followed him in to the crowds of Bombay, to the Dilwaalon ki Delhi. She didn't stop in the Victorian arms of  Kolkata, nor in the lap of Pondicherry. No city was too far. While he married another woman, the map of her existence remained a glass boxed compass, pulling her to him.

From @sinpinklove: He quickly covered the distance between us and pinned me against the wall.My eyes tied with a silk tie and a similar one around my wrists.Slap! Slap! Slap! and began my journey of pain and pleasure.I felt guilty that I loved this humiliation but now it was too late to turn back.

From @vishalkswamy: Holding back the urge, he watched her walk away. She even took away his notebook filled with all the words he had written for her. She hadn't uttered a word save for an "excuse me" while clearing out her things. He said words were overrated. To his only question - why? teary eyed she replied "distance".

From @bhallakar: This was the last month of college. They had feelings for each other. Both knew he wouldn't stay in the city. None had the courage to confess for they were seeing their common friends breakup fearing long distance. A could be love story lost to examples of failing long distance relationships. We will never know.

From @mizarcle: I looked at the kilometres travelled on my bike and sniggered. Deep inside, I wondered if it was enough. I left my bike there and continued on foot. After that I took a bus and then a train. Finally, I was at the other corner. However, I couldn’t get enough distance from my guilty conscience.

From @minolajekar: 

Time is the space between two events and also time is a derivative of distance and speed.  So to conquer distance one needs to conquer time and the speed of travel?

But distance is quantitatively differently measured so speed can be rendered irrelevant.

Uff waiting for him to come home is the death of me.

From @SarwarBaig: 

"Hello , Rita. You open the door to your bedroom and see this grotesque zombie eating your pet kitty's legs. Show us how you'd react to that."

Rita stepped to the middle of the floor. Her contorted face trembled violently and she let out a scream that woke an old lady half a mile away.

From @arushi92: She looked around helplessly in search of her partner. In the dense jungles of Uttarakhand, Sita, the only female of the remaining tigers, was oblivious of the fact that he had been shifted to a zoo. Weeks of loneliness passed by. Her food decreased steadily. She ultimately succumbed to the depression. Distance forced upon her destroyed the forests.

From @rumna: A trivial disagreement about something neither remembered. But the talks had ceased. Their once frequent meals together became rare, filled with uncomfortable silence. One night she tweeted about her sick dog. Minutes later he was at her doorstep. Over long hours spent nursing the dog, they closed the distance their words had once created.

From @michramiah: She closes her eyes and listens to his voice, absorbing every word he says. He calls her name, enchanting her. She touches her cheek, which aches slightly from her incessant smile. One day soon, he'll be sitting next to her. But right now, thousands of miles and the ocean between them won't diminish her love.

From @rati07: We used to sleep in the same room. She used to slip into my blanket in the middle of the night for a story or because she was scared. I was her best friend, her secret-keeper, her guide, her everything. Until she met him.I don't think I did anything wrong in killing him.

From @blah_oholic: Between the milkywhite moonlight and my window, roar of the rain cloud and my heart, smell of the wet earth and my senses, sound of the wild and my madness; between the rhythm of our verse and my soul; as much is what separates you and me.

From @dhavalmehtas: 

"Well couldn't blame anyone,its me only the reason to let her go..
her eyes,hair...specially when she kept it tied with pin,lips...awesome....Souvenir"
"Can Hold it till death"
"its been 2 years now since I shifted to Shanghai..she told once this long distance relationship wouldn't work baccha" He accepted

From @tweettabulous: Living in different cities and coping up with the perils of a long distance relationship, was driving Pallavi crazy.  She needed Rahul to be closer. After months of contemplation she decided to call it off, she picked up the phone to call him and the doorbell rang.

“I’m home, Love”, he said.

From @BoozeSexSundry:

With every longing thought I shun, I increase the distance between us; By trying to get used to missing you.

And with every letter you send, Hope questions me if it isn't love already; Because it never is just enough.

But with 291.2 kms apart, it feels like we're drifting detached, 291.2 memories away per second.

From @UrbanChick_:

She kept staring at her phone while all her friends wished her Happy Birthday.

It sure didnt feel like her birthday without him by her side.

Just then her phone flashed.

It was from him.

'Babe I'm kinda busy. Dont call. Ttyl'.

So he didnt even remember.

'Distance' she sighed.

From @thebongbabe: Their passion flared. Awakened every sense within her - driving her senseless. She had finally found the closeness she craved for. It’s what kept her going on night’s she came home from his love-making. And curled up on one side of the bed. As far as she could get from her husband who slept unaware.

From @anushreekejriwa: She was a beautiful girl and loved admiring herself in the mirror. Everyone would try and woo her. He couldn't understand his destructive obsession towards her. He spilled acid on her face in a fit of rage. Her best friend, mirror, became her worst enemy. The distance between them would never be covered.

From @_Nehu: Long distance never works…! His words.. One day he fell in love with Rita from India on chat. Yes she was the one he was waiting for. They spend night and day chatting, mailing. He was in US.Love is above boundaries. He came to meet Rita (Fake profile created by his friend) - Prank.

From @ghaatidancer: 

He met her at a trade fair, far from home. They clicked, instantly.
She was 21, he, 35. He knew she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
She said, "Not yet."
He wrote her letters everyday, for a year.
One day, a small piece of paper arrived.

From @AnOddYellow: She was always lost, never knowing which one to pick. Her mind and her heart never agreed on any matter. Her mind always practical and heart passionate, she was always confused. She waited for the day they would both say the same thing, but she could never bridge the gap between the two.

From @mydirtylinen: 

"I'm on my way". She pressed 'send'.

Nearing her destination, she felt heat gravitate to the space between her legs.

It had been a while since she'd met Sana. Images of their last night together flooded her mind. She blushed.
"Lokhandwala", she told the rickshaw driver and jumped in.

Who said planned sex wasn't fun?

From @textuallyhorny: There were few people who bonded over stories. Sometimes, writing own in camouflages. Sometimes imaginations ran wild. Cried, laughed most importantly waited with excitement. They- didn’t even know names but, were close.She- slept beside him, yet there wasn’t any wait, laughter or excitement. Distance! Probably, they should have matched their stories than horoscopes…

From @floydianbrahman:

"Challenge Accepted".
"But.. You'd be 2000 miles away. God knows when I'll see you again."
"We'd do it the old-fashioned way, with Indian Post for pigeons."
"You'd write to me? We have cellphones!!"
"Where's the romantic in you?"
"Pfft. You watch too many movies!"
"For you! Err.. we are taxiing. I know your address. Love y..

From @AbhiandNow: 

“Keep the possession guys,” coach shouted.

“Coach can I?”

“No, it’s an important match.”

“But it’s the last match of the season, and I haven’t played at all,” 12 years old Mahmood said, while slowly picking up the mud and rubbing it on his clothes, before his football loving brother came to pick him up.

From @Sneak_Speak: He told them it was over. They wept. He felt their pain. But he knew it was time to move on. They needed some distance. They needed to find their own way. Without him. And he? Well, he just wanted to get back to his old friends. He hadn’t touched them in a while.

From @xmanishaa: As he walked into the distance, her glares kept chasing him. She didn’t stop him, he didn’t stay. All she wanted was just a simple goodbye. A simple bye wouldn’t have been difficult, right? He walked tearfully, she didn’t stop him, he didn’t stay. He didn’t say bye, because some things are better left unsaid.

From @Sychlops: 

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" : He pinged
Cheshta is offline.
"Buzz me when you come online! :) :*"

919 kms away, she was invisible on Gtalk.
She kept replying to this classmate of hers.
The cute one. The one who played the guitar. The one who was interesting.
She ignored the text messages.
The Geographical distance had begun to show.

From @randomWhiz: She loved to read and write. But couldn't write regularly. Then came along the 55er. She improved daily. On the last day of it, she was too busy. She got home just before the deadline, but the net was dead. Almost as if sensing her desperation to overcome this distance, it breathed back to life.

From @kolkatabulldog: "Get up my rockstar" was the text that woke her up as usual. But the smile it always brought on her face faded as soon as she caught a glimpse of her boss. He was elder, well established and handsome.The distance between the only two capitals India ever established seemed enough excuse.

From @Freelosopher: He unscrewed the cap of his fountain pen and started writing. He'd barely written two words before he felt an invisible wall forming between his mind and his hand. His brain froze before the ink dried up on the paper. He shook his head, switched on the laptop, typed out the letter and sent it.

From @vivekisms:

"We will meet again. Won't we?" he asked.

"Yes. We will.", she answered.

"When?", he asked.

"When we build a strong bridge.", she replied, smiled, and walked away.


  1. Thank you, Vivek.
    A great project comes to an end. Will miss sending in my stories.
    Maybe your project will result into loads of bloggers from now, writing is addictive!

    To each and every person who participated, you are awesome. Keep on writing guys.



  2. this was the 1st time i participated and i hear it's the last one!

    it was fun :)

  3. it was wonderful experience!!

    never thought writing has so much fun..enjoyed lot.

    Thanks Vivek


  4. I reckon it was my room, shimmering with dull yellow light. I lay there, staring at the intricate face carved on the edge of my bed. Suddenly, I see an owl on my window, staring in an insinuating manner.I try to reach my guitar too shoo this god-forsaken beauty only to realize I am paralyzed. And I lay there trying to cover the distance between my dreams and my reality, focusing on the guitar, reflecting light in asymptotic ways.

  5. seems like i missed something big! just discovered this blog!
    following u right away! reading the old posts..
    also, il be glad if u could drop by my blog. the blog is a virtual birthday surprise for my bestie. will be glad if u could drop by your wishes for her :)