Story of a lost journalist

April 16, 2006

A chair in an island

Filed under: Imagination — Cris @ 14:13

Vinnie closed her eyes and felt she was sitting on a chair in midst of a deserted island with noone around her. She didnt want to open her eyes and realise her mother was just a room away. What was happening? Where is everyone going to? Away from her… and she was back in that island… sometimes she felt thats where she wanted to be. It was so much easier…Relationship is a pain. All kinds of it..

No, she told herself, this should be just her annoyed mind. She doesnt have to make any decision now. Things will sort out by themselves if we just leave them alone. But what about time? Time doesnt wait! You dont want to be too late. Vinnie wished she could just stay in that island forever. She knew she had to wake up and come out of it. But it doesnt have to be right now…



  1. Vinnie better get outta tht island….global warming is gonna raise sea levels…

    i really mean it Vinnie …get outta there.!!!! Hurry!!!

    Comment by Just a Jester — April 16, 2006 @ 15:53 | Reply

  2. I won’t love any philosophy which dosen’t teaches to love a grief filled heart… Relationships are always painful, if not we wouldn’t have been able to know its real value..

    Comment by Javed Miandad — November 27, 2010 @ 23:09 | Reply

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