Loud Silence

Zahra Z
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........Rise above! That was the in-house mantra. The kids mimicked Amal time and time again, lifting their chubby arms up slowly as they had seen their mother do so many times. Can't finish your homework?...Riiiise above. Angry cos brother grabbed your water colours?.....Riiiiise above. My,my! Oprah would be proud. She loved watching them. Even when they were doing nothing, no sight was more pleasing to her eyes.
 
As she drew the curtain on him in her heart, she couldn't help but wonder what his thoughts were.

She put on her glasses and began to google beach hotels in Ghana, her mind set on having a swell time with her children.

The holiday did great things for Amal and the kids. They had fun and the nanny was wonderful, keeping the kids occupied so that Amal could wander on the beach and take long walks alone, she even went to a movie that made her cry. For reasons unknown, she felt much less vulnerable by the time they got back.
 She drowned herself in work and put so much into it that whispers of a raise were making rounds in the office. About time too! She'd been steadfast and dedicated despite recent personal trauma. She had done well to keep things out of the office and maintained a very friendly but professional relationship with the team. Only Ike, her boss knew about the divorce and even that was because they had come a long way and Amal felt over time Ike-the-spike (as he was known around the office) had earned her trust. Her mind strayed back to the day she broke the news.
 
It was her first day at work, resuming from her annual leave and Ike had asked for a lift back home. His driver had gone to the mainland to drop off the kids and was running late. Driving and chatting leisurely, she asked if they could stop over at Daisy's to discuss something. Looking back with amusement, she remembered the puzzled look on his face as he agreed. Once inside, she went ahead to order his favourite dessert and a soda and lime for herself. Being an avid sweet-tooth, Ike dug in and asked jokingly, 'what is this Amie, a bribe? What's the catch?' She smiled and told him she had something she wanted to tell him and wanted to do it early before he heard elsewhere. She had his attention now. He remained silent until she had finished and then asked her if there was any way he could be of help. He surprised her by telling her that a mutual friend of theirs had called and told him the day it happened, while she was still on leave. Ike explained that he knew she would tell him at her own time and commeneded the way she had conducted herself during the trying months before the divorce. She knew he meant every word and was glad to have him as a boss and a friend.
 Her promotion, when it finally came was celebrated in the office with the customary chinese takeout, loud merriment and silly speeches. Ike's speech brought tears to her eyes and her colleagues made it worse by making jest of her.

Back home, she treated the kids to a movie and pizza at Silverbird and later that night, she spent ages on the phone with her siblings, chatting and reminiscing. She called her mother and asked for her prayers and went to sleep feeling lonely but happy.

 

 

COMMENTS (16)

and different dream. Then in the morning, though in colorful words try to parse all the various dreams together as one piece. Sorry, I wasn't fooled! This was like a bunch of disjointed essays and other writings and thoughts "interestingly" pieced together as one long and fragmented story. Although, it was interesting to read, with hopes and prayers that the writer would somehow find his/her way back from the wilderness onto the original pathway. Finally, Ibrahim could lose his chance for a 2nd date due to recycling, then Aman's whole life is NOT better if she now lives on recycled memories of long ago as her sole source of pleasure today. That's my editorial opinion. get better, not bitter!
Posted by dtataf on Oct 01 2013 @05:48
Hmm... This story took off very nicely, with the ease and experience of a seasoned pilot off a runway on a clear day. I quickly spat out my chewing-gum, and pushed my head much closer forward, to the screen of my MacBook Pro, with high hopes and very spirited anticipation for pleasant and unexpected horizons, but with a purposeful destination on the flight plan. However, after many over-used and recycled cliches, as a reader, I found myself on the back of a hop-along butterfly, with no clear and obvious purpose of travel or destination in sight. It was like waking up in the night from a vivid dream to use the restroom, then return to bed again and again, each time to embark on a totally new,
Posted by dtataf on Oct 01 2013 @05:32
Hey Zahra, I missed one thing, which one of your reader already said in comments. Sometimes in life we never find out from people what they want from us we just assume they will come around and say and they just walk past. We can take the initiative to find out which might come out beautiful rather than letting them disappear and we then regret it. Good story again.
Posted by jose_14 on Aug 19 2013 @14:19
This was a good story, well put together and as i read it, it seem so real to me. I love the way you crossed from one part of the story to another. I was expecting more from the meeting with her girls. Also i almost laughed my head off when i read through the section with Ibrahim.
Its a story well composed. Give a thought to publishing this. Nice story Zahra.
Posted by jose_14 on Aug 19 2013 @14:10
Strong ability to detour and de javu with dexterity. Zahra is not only a master of suspense but also has a high capacity for vivid imagination.
Posted by franc04 on Apr 20 2013 @14:28
Of course its an interesting piece with too many outish sentences,
Posted by ralphshekari on Mar 02 2013 @08:51
I like the style of writing, it is internally ingenious. It is brilliantly romantic and intriguing.
You a raw gem and will be a publishers delight.
Posted by takisman on Jan 28 2013 @21:19
Quite an interesting story, which connects and relates to our everyday experience,in line with the modern day reality,laced with intrugues,suspense and fun.
Cant wait to read the outcome of it...WELLDONE! WELLWORK!
Posted by greatmate on Jan 11 2013 @15:19
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Posted by jaycole40 on Dec 05 2012 @16:50
it could be really sad. sometimes life goes that way.
Posted by abah on Nov 11 2012 @11:13

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