Tug of war

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They bundled me up, separated me from all my other friends and tied up a knot on me. I was suffocated. Hadn’t they ever heard of claustrophobia? I wanted to breathe, to smell the ‘exotic Indian air’, to cherish the gone moments, to smile through the troubles but they wouldn’t just leave me alone. The weather seemed to be pleasant, I could sway with it, could feel the wind on my face, but only if they would untie me.

One of them held me by my hands, the other grabbed my wavering legs, and my stomach ached with the knot getting tighter and tighter. Couldn’t they apprehend that I was losing my shape? What would become of me? I would lose my colour and my shape. I wouldn’t want to lose myself but they just don’t understand me. When will they?

They are just relishing their game of tug of war. How can they get pleasure out of this, by disquieting me? How? I just don’t want to be torn into two smithereens, misplacing my individuality.

 

Published by Moushmi Radhanpara

A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun.

46 thoughts on “Tug of war”

  1. tug of war is a game of hurting one’s feelings in the same way as breaking someones heart in love.

    read my blogs ,read my poem posted just a couple of days ago. your spirits will be high once you read it. leave a comment as i do.

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  4. Your writing is so beautiful, this reminds me of the kind of limbo that I’m in – my parents having come from a foreign country to the UK, I’ve grown up in this ‘tug of war’ between my British environment and my Chinese heritage. This piece really brings this to life! Btw I’ve nominated you for the Blogger Recognition award, which you can check out here: http://bit.ly/recogDTJ

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    1. I know many of us can relate with these situations. It’s just too difficult to deal with all of them. And to battle a British and a chinese background must be too harsh. I hope all the luck to you to deal with them in future.
      I sure will check this out and thanks a lot for your nomination.

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      1. Yes, I think your writing has really resonated with a lot of people 🙂 being in a culture limbo is very strange, but I wouldn’t change it for the world haha it’s amazing being able to be part of two great cultures. Thank you for your kind words 🙂

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      1. Nooo..because if you write just that..it’s not a feeling..I thought that there is a undercurrent meaning in that..who Will find inspiration from just piece of cloth without linking heart to it???

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