You'll never walk alone
There's a Hindi saying that when a person's life is in shambles, even their shadow doesn't stay with them.
My life right now is awesome. I just got a promotion, living happily single, bought my own house, and have a successful YouTube channel. But contrary to the saying, my shadow has vanished.
Did you ever notice your shadow as an adult? As a child, I remember looking at the mysterious black mirror that reflected me in ridiculous circus mirror proportions. But I barely remember it as a grown-up.
That was until last month, I felt a strange void. While walking on pavements as silhouettes of the crowd danced on the surface, mine was missing.
Initially, I thought it had something to do with the sun being overhead. This came from vague recollections of science sessions. But it had truly disappeared. It is a predicament for me because it is not the sort of thing, I can ask anyone. Not that I interact with people a lot.
I try to keep human contact minimal. My work is done from the comfort of my bedroom, my parents live on the opposite end of the country, and I have no siblings and just one best friend.
My best friend however recently got married and now has no time for me. Not even a message from the person with whom I used to talk for 4 hours a day.
As I open the door to my new house, its emptiness reverberates in my heart. I used to share a home with my best friend up until his nuptials.
As I walk into my bedroom, I check my laptop. Not a single message. Upon my promotion, I have been given a more individual contributor role. I used to have a team, where I listened passively to their daily struggles and stories.
I look away and nearly hit my head with the video camera I had set up for my channel. After one successful video, the response to others has been lackluster.
I look at the place where my shadow would have been and burst out crying.
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Great use of the shadow prompt, @diebitch. The narrator's losing their shadow is an excellent metaphor for loneliness. Thank you for sharing your story in The Ink Well, and for reading and commenting on the work of other community members!
I love how the narrator of this story starts out so optimistic...
... before the reality of the lonely, disconnected world he/she is living in becomes fully apparent. What a poignant story, @diebitch.
Thanks @jayna, this was one of those stories which didn't have an ending when I started.
This is written almost like a confessional poem.
A shadow can be a tricky thing to get a hold of:
I could have written it in a prose form I guess but I just had an idea and did not know where it was going.
It is hot here... it must be beyond hot over there. I'm surprised you can still write, but you are good. !LUV
It is quite hot but I mostly stay inside. I write sporadically if inspiration strikes.
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.I loved the story. Very touching. From start to finish it was a pleasure to read.
Thanks for reading it!
This story was so sad, but I liked it.
Thank you!
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How pathetic. Sometimes, I get why some persons don't like being around or having too many friends and sometimes because of experiences like this, I refuse to get why.
I imagined everything in your story, and it feels nothing like fiction. For me, that's great fiction. Kudos!