man and woman in the park
Man:
. A bright day it is today and I am having a great day at work so far. I could barely wait to close for the day and rush home to hug my beautiful wife.
A colleague asked me what the date is.
“the 24th of September”, I replied.
Then suddenly, it dawned on me. Today marks my late father’s birthday.
How on earth did I even forget what date today is?
As loving memories of him came flooding back, my smile slowly faded.
“I miss you dad!” I cried
I knew I needed my wife’s hug rather sooner than I thought.
Woman:
. The sun was still shining outside when my hubby came back home. I was packing the picnic basket when he walked in sluggishly, wearing that sunken sad face I so much dreaded.
Oh no! He must have found out I erased the reminders on his phone. I intentionally woke him up this morning so he wouldn’t have to check the date from our digital alarm clock.
I like him when he is cheerful; but -on days like this- when he sulks, he is worse than a kid! I have to cheer him up somehow…
I knew something like this is bound to happen today, that’s why I already packed a picnic.
But first, its gonna be a herculean task to convince him to come to the park on a picnic with me on a day like this!
Old Woman:
On a bright and beautiful day like this; I would give anything to sit. and have a picnic with my loved ones under the shade of a tree in a park.
But I was in the park all alone. I don’t understand why people don’t care for their aged ones these days… I wonder what the world is turning into!
I held onto my only companions (my crochet and yarn) as I settled down in a spot close to a cute couple having a picnic.
Oh! How I miss my husband on days like this!
I brought out the knitted napkin my husband had bought me few days before his demise and placed it on my laps. Then I started knitting something similar to give to my grand children.
The couple beside me were holding hands and I could hear the man telling the woman of how his late father used to personally knit sweaters for him.
“How adorable”, I thought!
“…and what a perfect couple!” I wanted to say when I spotted something odd!
The man was crying! He was practically blubbering like a child and the woman was petting him like she were his mother!
Is this not supposed to be vice-versa?!
This is arrant nonsense! Gentlemen don’t cry in our days.
…What is this world turning to?…
PS: this post was inspired by Writing 101 prompt: “write a scene at the
park… Write the scene from
three different points of view.
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Prince A. T. ™
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