Conflict of Interest


“It makes you cry so much? You’d loved so much!” Distant gaze. Contented smile. “I feel so happy! So fulfilled!”

“Quiet, Mukesh!”

“I find fulfillment in your loss? And you’re my dearest! I’m so cruel no, Mridula?”

His eye let go of that reluctant tear. Like his body was to let go of that life…

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31 thoughts on “Conflict of Interest

  1. Thanks Ketan for visiting my blog and leaving nice comment.Thank you for pointing out my mistakes.I will be mindful of my punctuations.I hope to see you again. Have a great weekend.

  2. “Don’t do it!”

    Dr. S, I’ll think about it!

    Actually in the previous post, Peter Keating kills Gail Waynand; Gail wanted to commit suicide, but is unsuccessful as his gun jams. You’ll understand the plot only if you’d have read ‘The Fountainhead’.

    In the current post, ‘Mridula’ (name of the wife/girlfriend) had just come to know that ‘Mukesh’ was to die in some time to come, and seeing her cry, Mukesh feels a kind of contentment/happiness that someone considered him that valuable to cry so much on his prospective demise. It’s that realization that manifests as a contented smile. But then when he realizes, how much pain his death’s going to cause the one if loved the most, if too started crying. So at least, the current story didn’t have suicide as its theme 🙂

    This idea was a very strong one, and I was not very inclined to to restrict myself to 55 words. But then I eventually ended up doing so :(. 55 words couldn’t do justice to what I wanted to put across.

    Thanks for the concern and comments! Hope you’re having a great time.

    TC.

  3. deluded, not your fault at all. This’ one story I didn’t really want to restrict to 55 words. Yes, after you pointed out, I realized, things are too hazy to be seen the way I want them presented.

    No, I’d originally intended Mukesh and Mridula both to know that he was to die of natural causes. And seeing her sorrow at his prospective death he realizes how much she’d loved him. The feeling of being loved that deeply makes him feel fulfilled in some way. But the next moment he realizes the pain she was to experience on losing him, and the fact that the one he himself loved so deeply was to feel that pain makes him cry, too.

    Ideally, this story would’ve taken around 120 words. Might do an unabridged version one of these days. I truly appreciate your sincerity. Thanks!

    TC.

  4. No, not at all.I actually appreciated your honest feedback.I didn’t know you were a great story teller.Keep up the good work.Do visit my blog.

  5. Yes, Gigi, I’ll visit your blog more frequently, but I honestly don’t consider myself a good story-teller. Thanks, nevertheless. TC.

  6. No, not at all.I actually appreciated your honest feedback.I didn’t know I was so awesome.I should keep up the good work.Do visit my blog.

    *devil’s laugh.

  7. Deluded,

    You’re awesome, and if you’ve any doubt, I reaffirm you’re awesome. Sic. And there’s nothing wrong with knowing you’re awesome. Sic. You’ll be more sure of this if you read Ayn Rand one of the days. I know you’ve problem with her last name, but she’s also awesome. Sic.

    I’ve responded to MANY of your posts.

    TC.

  8. Sorry, deluded, now on will also do a revision of all my respondents responses.

    But, I still maintain what said about you and Ayn Rand. Sic.

  9. Ketan

    This is by far the best post I’ve come across. Short isn’t the word! But impact per size of the post is mind blowing! But your other “short story” isn’t exactly short! I’m a bit tied up at the moment, so I’m unable to read all the posts with a peace of mind! Anyway I should be free soon, so I should be able to do it!

    Cheers

  10. Thanks, Vishwas!

    As I’ve stated above, 55 words was too restrictive for this idea. Glad you liked it. Well, for the short story–it’s 11k+ words, which makes it a novelette; 9k more words, and it’d have been a novel, officially!

    Take your sweet time. And thanks for the interest in my blog.

    TC.

  11. Hey, this reminds me of a particular (perhaps Sanskrit?) saying. I’m not sure if it’s appropriate to your 55-er, but it goes like this:

    When you were born, you cried while the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world will cry and you will rejoice.

  12. TCC,

    Yes, the saying does apply in a way. Just that this guy, at least for a moment, was very content, even before dying, to know someone had loved him so much.

    Thanks for visiting!

    TC.

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