When A Hug Matters #BlogaberryCC

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She was looking at the waves, going up and down. The moon was shining like a glistening balloon. Its reflection seemed like a silver lining on the waves. It has been almost 30 years since she came here last. She remembered how they sat for hours, looking at the waves, how she cuddled in his arms as he hugged her tight. That hug- that strengthened her and was the cause of all her happiness in the world. She felt a deep ache in her heart. Those were the days of hugs, kisses and ample love. 


They were inseparable- always together and looked up to as an ideal couple. With time and rising responsibilities, the life that started together slowly fell apart. Their choices began to differ. Even their values and priorities started to differ to the level of opposing each other. The hugs of surity and belongingness began to slow down, only to stop one day. 

She saw him approaching her. He was still handsome with salt & pepper hair, a bit heavier around the waist but still quite attractive for his age, just like her! She could feel the sudden pull to make him her own once again. She stood up from the sand, ran towards him, and embraced him in a tight hug, just like he did 30 years back on this beach. He was taken aback but happy. And there they stood in a hug, the same way that bound them together long back. 

This post was created for the Blogaberry Creative (Monthly) Challenge with theme word Hug

Comments

  1. VarshFebruary 16, 2025 at 11:11 PM

    There's nothing a warm hug from the right person can't mend. A sweet story. Hope they never drift apart again.

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  2. Aishwariya LaxmiFebruary 17, 2025 at 4:08 AM

    Sweet!

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  3. SakshiFebruary 17, 2025 at 1:20 PM

    Such a sweet story told in such few words! Great skill!

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  4. KickUpstairsFebruary 28, 2025 at 4:37 AM

    I really like it and we cant ignore the power of hug.

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  5. A Rustic MindMarch 3, 2025 at 2:07 AM

    Sometimes a hug is all we need as reassurance that despite the distance (physical and emotional) and differences we still care and stand by each other

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