#Fiction Monday (238) - The sadness of captivity - Tristetea captivitatii

This game is hosted by Vinitha Dileep, on her blog  'Reflections' and
I discovered it on Esha's  blog. This time  the  word prompt is 'DRIFT'. 

'Cateodata nu realizezi propria forta, pana cand nu
esti fata in fata cu cea mai mare slabiciune a ta.'

I really like watching the leaves drifted as they dance, especially in autumn. 
Or those that float on the water, drifting, forming delicate waves that could go on forever, 
but inevitably stop at the shore. But sometimes, seeing a leaf caught in a mesh, like in the 
last image, the thought inevitably switches to the sadness of a captivity, of which it has no 
idea because it has no way to know. It landed there by chance, I saw it and immortalized it. 
That's it and nothing more than these words, part of the game. 
I should stop embroidering stories - metaphors about something so simple. Because the 
emotion of the story stays with me for a long time and it's not good. 
Captivities are very depressing and there are so many in the real world... 
But the saddest are the ones that we don't even suspect that we are part of their story. 
And that's why we don't even understand why our actions drift  after their will, 
following rules that we thought we knew, but that's no longer the case...

'Mersul in deriva fara un scop,
este prima cauza a esecului.'

Chiar imi place sa urmaresc frunzele purtate de vant cum danseaza, mai ales toamna.
Sau cele care plutesc pe  apa, in deriva, formand unde delicate ce ar putea merge la 
infinit, dar inevitabil se opresc la mal.
Insa uneori, vazand o frunza prinsa intr-o plasa, asa ca in ultima imagine, gandul 
se comuta inevitabil pe tristetea unei captivitati, de care ea nu are habar pentru ca nu are 
cum. A poposit acolo intamplator, am vazut-o si imortalizat-o. Atat si nimic mai mult 
decat aceste cuvinte, facand parte din joc. Ar trebui sa nu mai brodez povesti - metafore
despre ceva atat de simplu. Pentru ca emotia povestii ramane mai departe  in mine pentru 
mai multa vreme si nu este bine. Captivitatile sunt insa tare deprimante si sunt atat de 
multe in lumea reala... Iar cele mai triste sunt cele despre care nici nu banuim ca
facem parte din povestea lor. Si de aceea nici nu intelegem de ce actiunile noastre ratacesc 
in voia lor, dupa niste reguli pe care credeam ca le cunoastem, insa nu mai este asa... 

'Daca visele tale par sa fie purtate 
in deriva, trezeste-te!

#Fiction Monday (237) - The noises of life

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