Sacrifice

March 25, 2015 at 2:12 pm 62 comments

for friday fictioneers 100-word challenge 27 March 2015

David Stewart
Photo Credit: David Stewart

The whole village was abuzz in preparation for Riaz’s homecoming after winning the Nobel Prize for Literature.

As she watched the local band rehearsing, Amal couldn’t be happier for her childhood friend. He had dreamed of being a famous writer.

Riaz once told her how much he loved her. In her heart, she loved him, too. But when he proposed to her, she declined. She married her distant cousin instead bowing to her father’s wishes.

With tears rolling down her face, Amal knew she made the right decision. Riaz wasn’t meant to be with her. He belonged to the world.

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  • 1. Rachel Bjerke  |  March 25, 2015 at 2:41 pm

    Such heartache in this piece. I hope she will be happy with the cousin.
    Well told.

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    • 2. plaridel  |  March 25, 2015 at 3:22 pm

      rachel:

      it’s a heartache indeed. but better to have loved than not to love at all.

      Reply
  • 3. Francesca Smith  |  March 25, 2015 at 2:49 pm

    A very bittersweet tale and a unique take on the prompt. Wonderfully written!

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    • 4. plaridel  |  March 25, 2015 at 3:23 pm

      fran:

      there’s a quotation attributed to henry miller that says, “the best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature.” riaz did exactly that.

      Reply
  • 5. aliciajamtaas  |  March 25, 2015 at 2:55 pm

    Oh! I like this very much. Well done.

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    • 6. plaridel  |  March 25, 2015 at 3:23 pm

      alicia:

      thank you for reading and support. i really appreciate it.

      Reply
  • 7. MythRider  |  March 25, 2015 at 4:39 pm

    What a sacrifice.
    But while she give him to the world, who will take care of him?

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    • 8. plaridel  |  March 25, 2015 at 8:35 pm

      mythrider:

      amal believed it was for the best. it was similar to maude gonne rejecting william butler yeats’ proposal of marriage because she thought it would help him achieve his true potential as a poet. “marriage would be such a dull affair,” she said. “poets should never marry. the world should thank me for not marrying you.” i guess she was right.

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  • 9. ansumani  |  March 25, 2015 at 6:27 pm

    Bittersweet story!

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    • 10. plaridel  |  March 25, 2015 at 8:36 pm

      ansumani:

      thank you for reading. i deeply appreciate it.

      Reply
  • 11. micklively  |  March 26, 2015 at 12:01 am

    They love each other but don’t belong together? Weird.

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    • 12. plaridel  |  March 26, 2015 at 9:33 am

      mick:

      it happens in real life in different flavors.

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  • 13. draliman  |  March 26, 2015 at 2:44 am

    Quite a sad story, loved the last line.

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    • 14. plaridel  |  March 26, 2015 at 9:33 am

      draliman:

      thank you for reading as always.

      Reply
  • 15. gahlearner  |  March 26, 2015 at 5:00 am

    This is beautiful and so sad.

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    • 16. plaridel  |  March 26, 2015 at 9:34 am

      gahlearner:

      tbank you. i;m glad you liked it.

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  • 17. The Writer's Village  |  March 26, 2015 at 6:56 am

    like so much of life, we take roads that we do not want for reasons other than our own. Randy

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    • 18. plaridel  |  March 26, 2015 at 9:34 am

      randy:

      i totally agree.

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  • 19. afairymind  |  March 26, 2015 at 10:08 am

    Beautifully sad. Maybe with her at his side he could achieve even more…

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    • 20. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:57 am

      afairymind:

      who knows? but it’s too late now.

      Reply
  • 21. rgayer55  |  March 27, 2015 at 3:44 am

    I used to dream of becoming an un-famous writer, and what do you know, dreams CAN come true! I can’t help but wonder how he feels about her?

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    • 22. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:57 am

      russell:

      no doubt about it, he still loves her.

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  • 23. Rosey Pinkerton  |  March 27, 2015 at 4:27 am

    The one that got away. A lovely but sad tale.

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    • 24. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:57 am

      rosey:

      at least, he got his dream come true.

      Reply
  • 25. keiths ramblings  |  March 27, 2015 at 4:30 am

    I wonder if they now regret it.

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    • 26. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:58 am

      keith:

      i heard it said before, love’s greatest tragedy is what might have been but ccouldn’t be.

      Reply
  • 27. lingeringvisions by Dawn  |  March 27, 2015 at 5:51 am

    Love it like that. It’s a matter of being in the right place at the right time.

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    • 28. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:58 am

      dawn:

      that’s so true. in love as in everything else, timing is everything.

      Reply
  • 29. talesfromthemotherland  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:01 am

    Such an expansive story, Plaridel. Very moving!

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    • 30. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 9:58 am

      dawn:

      thank you. i’m glad it moved you.

      Reply
  • 31. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)  |  March 27, 2015 at 2:33 pm

    There are so much loss in a story like this.. Life is filled with what-ifs.

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    • 32. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 7:27 pm

      björn:

      in life, i believe there are no right or wrong decision. it’s how you deal with it that matters.

      Reply
  • 33. Margaret  |  March 27, 2015 at 4:12 pm

    That was a sacrifice indeed. Nice story.

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    • 34. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 7:27 pm

      margaret:

      i think it was a worthy sacrifice that benefitted them both.

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  • 35. Susannah Bianchi  |  March 27, 2015 at 5:21 pm

    I admire Amal’s stoicism but not sure it was for the best. I’m more in favor of the heart having the final say. Beautifully written.

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    • 36. plaridel  |  March 27, 2015 at 7:28 pm

      susannah:

      if she were willing to play second fiddle to his ambition, it might have worked.

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      • 37. Susannah Bianchi  |  March 28, 2015 at 2:45 am

        Women do, all the time. Doesn’t always work in the long run but in the beginning they’re angels in aprons. They want their man to soar.

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        • 38. plaridel  |  March 28, 2015 at 8:46 am

          susannah:

          the irony is when he’s ready to soar she becomes a dead weight to him.

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          • 39. Susannah Bianchi  |  March 28, 2015 at 8:48 am

            I know that too. It’s the painful part of loving someone a little too much, at least more than you do yourself…sigh

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            • 40. plaridel  |  March 29, 2015 at 12:21 pm

              susannah:

              if there’s any consolation, i guess it’s better to love than not to love at all.

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              • 41. Susannah Bianchi  |  March 29, 2015 at 12:55 pm

                That’s true, once you get out of the asylum and meet someone else that might drive you crazy LOL

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                • 42. plaridel  |  March 30, 2015 at 2:08 pm

                  susannah:

                  that’s a good one. 🙂

                  Reply
  • 43. dmmacilroy  |  March 27, 2015 at 10:04 pm

    Dear Plaridel,

    A sad, yet somehow pleasing tale composed by you for our evening entertainment. Well done.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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    • 44. plaridel  |  March 28, 2015 at 8:46 am

      doug:

      what a compliment. thank you.

      Reply
  • 45. Nan Falkner  |  March 27, 2015 at 10:47 pm

    Dear Plaridel, Another fine and emotional story from you! Good job! Nan

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    • 46. plaridel  |  March 28, 2015 at 8:46 am

      nan:

      thank you for reading. your encouragement is much appreciated.

      Reply
  • 47. milliethom  |  March 28, 2015 at 12:50 pm

    A lovely story, Plaridel, and very well written. The sadness felt by Amal reaches out.

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    • 48. plaridel  |  March 29, 2015 at 12:21 pm

      millie:

      thank you for reading. as always, i deeply appreciate it.

      Reply
  • 49. rochellewisoff  |  March 29, 2015 at 7:34 am

    Dear Plaridel,

    In some ways I think she deserved the Nobel prize more than Riaz. Poignant story. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • 50. plaridel  |  March 29, 2015 at 12:22 pm

      rochelle:

      sadly, that’s not how it works in this world.

      Reply
  • 51. Joanna K Neilson  |  March 29, 2015 at 12:36 pm

    Sad but strongly bittersweet. She will always wonder if the grass was greener, I guess. Nicely done 🙂

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    • 52. plaridel  |  March 30, 2015 at 2:07 pm

      joanna:

      great compliment. thank you kindly. 🙂

      Reply
  • 53. Shivangi  |  March 31, 2015 at 7:58 am

    Great sacrifice…May be he improved after her rejection…heartbreaks and failures do wonders to our creativity.

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    • 54. plaridel  |  March 31, 2015 at 12:39 pm

      shivangi:

      to get over her, he converted her into literature.

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  • 55. Suzanne Joshi  |  March 31, 2015 at 11:02 pm

    She had little choice in the matter, so is reconciled. If she thinks that way, perhaps she was right in marrying her cousin. Well done. Suzanne

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    • 56. plaridel  |  April 1, 2015 at 3:04 pm

      suzanne:

      it was her decision for better or worse.

      Reply
  • 57. Leigh W. Smith  |  April 2, 2015 at 2:14 pm

    Wow, Plaridel. A tour de force flash fiction and great concluding line, here! And I learned a lot reading your comments, too. Are you a 20th C. literature professor? You’ve got great reading tastes, in any case. 🙂

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    • 58. plaridel  |  April 2, 2015 at 3:42 pm

      leigh:

      you flatter me so much i blush. i’m just a humble programmer. 🙂

      Reply
      • 59. Leigh W. Smith  |  April 2, 2015 at 3:53 pm

        🙂 Well, again, it was a great short story, Plaridel!

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        • 60. plaridel  |  April 3, 2015 at 7:01 pm

          leigh:

          thanks again. 🙂

          Reply
  • 61. Indira  |  April 13, 2015 at 9:33 pm

    Beautiful story. It’s such a nice thing to say’ better to have loved than not to love at all.’ I believe in it.

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    • 62. plaridel  |  April 14, 2015 at 11:16 am

      indira:

      that’s so true indeed. i second the motion. 🙂

      Reply

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