He chose fireworks over her
They saw her arrive home with a blank look. She rarely came around during the December holidays. So everyone was eagerly waiting to hear why she came ahead of the new year. She wasn't speaking. All probes weren't doing the trick... So during the family tradition round a welcoming bond fire, grandmother who always has her way with everyone cracked it for all. "He chose fireworks over me", everyone went into fits. As ribs were cracking, a well of tears rolled down her cheeks as she heaved, her blouse got drenched in tears. They all hushed immediately. Her hidden pain were all of a sudden written all over her face. How long had she held back, they wondered. She narrated her attempts to make him see through her lens, all was in vain, she let go, she just let go "All I wanted was to build and honour 'our' family tradition". The cycle was broken and so will be forever. The beauty of crossing a new line together has been lost. To hold...