Kategorie: Short Stories

  • How to Waste Your Time and Money: A Sarcastic Tourist’s Handbook

    How to Waste Your Time and Money: A Sarcastic Tourist’s Handbook

    Please note: While I did have a rather difficult start to India, I did meet a lot of nice and helpful people and enjoyed the rich culture India has to offer 🙏 So please read this with humour 🙂

    New Delhi

    The welcome to India couldn’t be more enticing: After running from cash terminal to cash terminal with my lightweight backpack containing everything I need for 3 weeks of vacation, I am kindly sent out to an exchange office to get some Rupees. Greeted by the fresh Delhi air and a hoard of taxi drivers at the airport exit, I make my way to the exchange office which lets me know that they would gladly exchange 50€ and more. Too bad I only have 20€ left in cash.

    Inside, a friendly Indian offered me to exchange the money for an Indian sim card so I make my way back through the taxi drivers that all are so interested and helpful. Only to be stopped by a man in a sand brown jacket that informs me in perfect Indian English that he sadly cannot let me go back inside. He rocks the rifle on his back to support his words. I try my luck at two other entry gates with the same results so I discuss my options with the surrounding taxi drivers. After all, I wouldn’t want to disturb my friends that early – even if I could connect to the airports free wifi.

    One of the taxi drivers finally is so annoyed that he connects my phone to the wifi using his phone number. I think it’s time to take a break so I walk over to an invitingly closed café and sit on the floor next to a shivering dog that lies curled up on the ground. With a sigh I slide the backpack from my back and remove my handbag to sit on it. Some taxi drivers come over and again offer their help to get me to the hotel. I couldn’t be happier, at least I will get to my hotel with the 20€ I have left and don’t need to walk those 15 minutes!

  • An early morning visit

    The loud banging of a door shakes me out of sleep. It’s pretty early. The sky is still tinted in a dark blue. Way too early to get up. Another door slams shut, then the engine of a car ignites. Annoyed I wait till it finally drives away. I turn around and try to sleep again.
    The dream is a bit weird and mixed up. It changes a lot and I know I’m mixing my latest waking experience into it. I want to sleep and go to bed. Suddenly you are lying next to me in my bed. Puzzled I look at you. What the hell are you doing here?
    „Ah, come over,“ you sigh and before I can react, you pull me close to your chest. I feel your warmth and your arm wrapped around my waist. It feels weird. But at the same time… I feel safe. At home. Taken care of.
    A while later you get up for work. I instantly wish you wouldn’t. I just want to stay wrapped in your embrace forever. Just close to each other.

  • Dancing

    Dancing

    “Dance with me and pretend the world doesn’t exist,” he pleaded.

    After that there was no going back. I took the hand he was holding out to me and he spun me into his arms. Holding me as close as he could while we slowly started to move to the rythm of the music. He led and I simply let my body follow his while I stared into his sky blue eyes. I knew I was screwed. Knew it to the core of my soul that I’d be forever his. No matter what had happened between us, when I saw into his eyes it felt like I was staring right into his soul. And mine.

    “You know it’s true,” he whispered.

    I could feel a knot in my stomach and I gulped hard. Closing my eyes for a second to process the fears coming up. That part of me that was afraid that it wouldn’t work out. That believed, he would run again. That didn’t feel good enough to hold this sacred relationship. That part that was afraid to get hurt again.

    “I’m sorry,” he whispered with a sigh. “This is all my fault.”

    It felt weird to hear him talk as if I had said it out loud. I opened my eyes again to stare back into his. “Don’t be. It’s not your fault.”

    He sighed and closed his eyes, pulling me to his chest. I could feel him breathing in deep as if he wanted to say something but didn’t. So I closed my eyes and just soaked in this moment. We had never been this close ever. And yet our bodies felt so in tune with each other that it felt like we’d never done anything else. I could feel the warmth of his energy. His contentment. But also a spark of nervousness. Was he feeling the same?

    ‘I don’t know if I deserve a woman like you.’

    “You do. You always did.”

    He inhaled sharp. Had I just replied to his thought? 

    “This is so weird,” he said and shook his head in disbelief. I huffed. 

    “You don’t need to tell me.” We both chuckled and just kept on dancing. The music had already changed to another song. I felt my mind coming up wondering how long we would keep dancing. I could be dancing like this for the rest of my life. I never wanted this to end. I didn’t want to go.

    “Then don’t.”

    My mind wanted to protest but when I opened my eyes I just saw his face drawing in closer until I felt his warm lips on mine. ‘Finally’, I heard a voice echo in my mind. But that moment I didn’t give a shit whos thought it was. I just felt a huge wave of relief and joy wash through me while our lips explored each other for the very first time. And yet it felt as if they were made for each other. A moment of perfection that I would cherish for the rest of my life. We both would.

    „Dance with me and pretend the world doesn’t exist,” he pleaded. After that there was no going back.

    Some months ago I found this prompt from Promtuarium on Pinterest. I forgot about it till today. And since I was waiting at the doctor, I simply pulled out my tablet and started writing. Hope you enjoyed. Maybe I will include parts of it in my book.

    Header photo by Katie Salerno on Pexels.com

  • Drops of Jupiter – A short Story

    In August 2021 the promt for a challenge I made was „Journey“. So I decided to take my followers on a journey with me. Each journal entry was accompanied with a new episode of the story. You can read them on Instagram or buymeacoffee: