It had been a long distance marriage for three years now.
The distance between Jaipur and Delhi was covered by car on the weekends. Kriti would often stop for a coffee en-route at this eating joint. If it was getting late, she freshened up and got dinner for two packed from the same place.
The restaurant was in shambles, as it could not survive competition. The door had broken down, just like the communication between Kriti and Aman. The marriage was on verge of a breakdown.
She was returning from her last visit to Delhi, before she filed for divorce.
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Great metaphor for a troubled marriage, Reena. What a shame when that happens. Good writing. —- Suzanne
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Thank you so much, Suzanne!
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Hmmmmm. Very much real in today’s world!
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Sad and a part of real life. Well done, Reena.
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Thanks, Franci!
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Longdistance marriage is tough.
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It depends on the vision ahead.
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Broken restaurant, broken dreams. Sad. Good one, Reena.
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The world around us could appear to be breaking up, rebuilding or renewing depending on our mindset. Thank you so much!
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Reena, very clever with the bathroom as bad as the marriage! Good story!
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Thanks, Nan!
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Awe, that’s sad. But at least they gave it a shot for three years.
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It seemed life was imitating life.
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We start seeing reflections of our life in everything around us. I remember a clock in the house had stopped working, when my father passed away. My mother refused to get it corrected, and just kept it away as a symbol.
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An apt metaphorical take on marriage and its pitfalls that lead to its ultimate collapse. Well crafted, Reena.
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Thanks, Neel!
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This was a nicely crafted piece. You cover the range of love from beginning to end.
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Thank you so much!
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You gave us an imaginative take by picking on the concept of things being broken. I like the way you had the couple try to make their marriage work despite the separation. That’s true to life.
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Thank you so much, Penny!
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Enjoyed the story and, having been divorced twice, I understand well the link between the toilet and the marriage.
Mine: https://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2017/11/29/friday-fictioneers-a-memory-a-fear-glad-i-am-older/
Scott
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Certain things best go down the drain. Some dropped due to careless handling are regretted. Thanks!
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Long distance is tuff, I am into it since 1.5 years. Liked your use of the prompt
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Tough, but not unmanageable. Thanks!
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Agree
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Nice metaphorical use of the prompt.
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Thanks, Iain!
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A sad end as they tried quite hard to make it work. Nicely done Reena
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Thanks, Lynn!
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My pleasure Reena 🙂
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Was gonna say what Neil said! Well done… a sad state of affairs
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Sadly inevitable.
Well crafted tale.
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Not necessarily inevitable, but life takes its own shape. Thanks!
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Nicely done, Reena.
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Thank you so much!
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That seems pretty straightforward and sad.
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Sad for sure! Thanks!
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Sad, very sad.
A great take on the prompt,Rena.
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Thanks, Moon!
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Sad story – well paced.
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Thanks a lot!
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The parallels between the restaurant and the marriage was cleve
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Thanks, Neil!
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