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It’s Flash Fiction Tuesday at Gobblers / Masticadores.

Lost and forlorn. A feeling that consumes and debilitates.

Ever felt like people aren’t your thing, the world isn’t your place…

Read ahead, and click the blue link to find out exactly what I mean. Enjoy!

Dry, withered, desolate, broken from my roots. Driven by the wind, a perpetual rolling mass. Tossed around as pleased by forces that supersede. They are unaware that it is I who no longer cares. Objections arise when there’s fire in the belly and passion in the heart. Why talk of dreams that were doused long […]

Tumbleweed by Terveen Gill — Gobblers / Masticadores // Editores: Manuela Timofte / j re crivello

29 Comments on “Tumbleweed by Terveen Gill — Gobblers / Masticadores

  1. Mostly when there’s no leftover pizza for me. haha.
    Jokes apart, I do feel that way. Especially after going through the views of Friedrich nietzsche.

    • Haha. That’s funny. Yes, it’s an undercurrent that often pulls one down to the darkest depths. The power and courage to embrace it but still rise above it is what is needed. 🙂

  2. ‘Half-told, unbaked stories languish in open spaces, not an ounce of shade nor a blade of grass’ – this sentence really hit me and I could picture the plight of the unfinished works. As always, great story, Terveen. The tumbleweed definitely deserved a story.

    • Thanks so much, Britta.
      There’s always a tumble or crash waiting for us. Let’s be strong enough to survive it and move on. I wish you the best. 🙂

  3. Love how poetic this piece is! There’s raw beauty in this melancholic account. Another great one, Terveen!❤👏👏

  4. How many times must I ask you to please stop ripping pages from my diary and posting them on the internet?

    What can I say that I haven’t said before in so many different ways? At the risk of being repetitive, nicely done, Terveen.

    • Lol! I promise I won’t do it again. Why do you have to flaunt your diary and its remarkable content? Keep it out of reach. Or is that just a dreamy proposal?
      Thank you so much, Rhyan. 🙂

  5. “My hands and knees are grazed, but it’s my spirit that bleeds.”.
    This is my favourite line(among many others). Please allow me to note it down somewhere : ) Incredible writing, Terveen.

    Hats off to your creativity, that created the 2 layered metaphor.
    Layer 1: “My hands and knees” gives a wonderful touch of personification. Poetically in the mind of readers, the tumbleweed turns into human!
    Layer 2: “broken from my roots”(first line) gives a feel of human cutting off from his/her roots. Poetically in the mind of readers, human turns into tumbleweed!

    • Thank you so much, Mayank. 🙂
      I really love this in-depth analysis.
      I’m so glad that you could relate to the various shades of emotions. It’s always great to hear from you. Your words are truly appreciated.
      How about submitting some of your writing to MasticadoresIndia?
      I’d contacted you about this before through your contact form. Not sure if you received it.

      • Thanks, Terveen.
        I checked my emails to find no recent contacts. Possibly a technical glitch. 🙂
        I’ve reached out through your contact form. Haha, I hope it works this time!

  6. Another deep story. The ending was quite touching. Well written, Terveen. Stay blessed❤️❤️💐

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