As Time flies still

As Time flies still

16 January 2016

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She shrieked. Her mother ran in from the other room, wondering if she hurt herself. She was standing there, trembling, her face contorted with fear as she gazed at the middle-aged woman in front of her. Look she screeched at her mom, who is that fat woman? It is you, answered her mother, tears running down her face.


She looked at herself in the mirror. Time had passed faster than she imagined. Ten years! She could not believe that this had happened. The words of her mother explaining everything drowned into the distance and she only picked up bits and pieces so akin to the bits and pieces of herself that she was now picking up, recollecting her past as she examined that unknown paunchy dull woman. …Catatonia… you were… depressed… never reacting… I took care of you despite …fed you… combed your hair… bathed you…


The grandfather clock seemed to pound the seconds synchronised with the beating of her heart as she reached out to the image of herself and the vision of her hand with its strange reflection, chubby with the nails crooked and bitten off was another shock. Ticks and tocks, how many more shocks, her mind whispered. She still could not believe so much time had passed without her even living those moments truly. Of essential time she had not felt the chime, she told herself. It was as if someone had stolen those years, hidden them away from her. Oh but to find the key to the treasure chest and wind back those memories to contemplate!


She looked back to her image, the weary tired eyes with the crow lines extending towards the cheeks. Those cheeks once so rosy and spruced how they were all faded now sad and grey. That sagging tired jawline could sink the spirits lower than wine she thought to herself as her finger traced them slowly towards her temples. Her head was aching now and she pressed her temples hard wincing under the pain but glad to be feeling again something at least. All those years gone by that she would never be able to witness like grains of sand they had seeped through her fingers and would never come back. What had happened to him she wondered. Tempus fugit… a cackling voice repeated over and over in her mind as she sunk to her knees.


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Written in the context of FRIDAY FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #9

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Miles Davis – Tempus Fugit

SPECTRE Soundtrack – 19. Tempus Fugit by Thomas Newman

Sam Smith – Writing’s On The Wall

Los Muertos Vivos Estan (Movie Version) (“Spectre” soundtrack)

39 thoughts on “As Time flies still

  1. Great writing, Geetha. I love the description and tone of the piece. Time has a habit of doing this, slipping by unnoticed. Great images and I am sure all the music is aptly chosen – I wish I had time to listen to it all 🙂 Great work, my friend!

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    • I hope you have the time to listen to at least the three first ones. The spectre music is by Thomas Newman and he really produced some epic pieces and the third one is a very beautiful song, not the type you would expect of a James Bond movie. The last song was taken more for the image than the actual music itself 🙂 Thanks as always for your comments and encouragements my friend 🙂

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      • It’s one of the drawbacks of following so many great writers, my friend and sometimes I don’t even get to read all I would like to. Perhaps when I am finished my current contract I will have more time to dedicate to the music as well. Of course, it’s always my pleasure to read and respond to your work 😀

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  2. A beautifully written piece, Geetha. Very captivated by the imagery. I find I am able to see the scene very clearly. Hear the ticking of the clock and feel the regret.

    Wonderful write. ♡

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    • Wonderful praise Eric, thank you so much. What every writer yearns to convey is those minutes of still life like reality. I am glad you say you felt it all. Thank you so much my friend 🙂

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    • Thank you so much Mark 🙂 This is quite an elating choir and it is good that my head does not inflate; I just feel all of your love and support and am grateful and happy to be a part of such a kind blogging family 🙂
      For some reason I am not getting most of the notifications so only chance upon some comments that I have not seen or answered. Thanks again and be well 🙂

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