April 10: Pure

A special shout-out to Priyanthie De Silva, who managed to send us her “pride” story shortly before she went in for a minor surgery on her hand – wow! We wish you a speedy recovery, Priyanthie.

From @rebelinpurple:

“Looks like the pure stuff.”

“You’re just saying that because of the packing.”

“That, and because this guy is…I mean WAS a minister.”

“Hurry up! In case you forgot, we’re in Kolonnawa, on the scene of a gang shootout, sitting in the assassinated Minister’s Prado!”

“Indeed. Let’s snort and vanish before the cops get here.”

From @sharasekaram:

She lowered the kohl-rims of her eyes and gazed at the intricate henna patterns decorating her hands. The persist chanting faded into the background and the smell of jasmines pervaded the air. She could feel the approval emanating from the room. “He had done well”, they thought. She was beautiful, wealthy and above all – pure.

From @shamsmakkiya:

He kept his lunch packet on the lap of the boy in ragged clothes.

Gratitude shimmered in his poor eyes.

Days, months and years passed......

At once recognized the pure love in an elderly form, on the pavement, sick and tired. Tears rolled down his eyes as took his treasure along with him.

From @TheRoundedCube:

“You can’t enter. You are not pure enough.”

“But I was born here! This is my home!”

“This is the Holy Land. It’s only for the pure.”

“I am purer than you are.”

“You filthy creatures don't deserve this place.”

“My forefathers are from here!”

“She is an abomination to the land! Lock her up!”

From @huz152:

Sitting by the beach sipping a chilled coke, watching the waves hit the shore is pure bliss.

Suddenly the shit hits the fan. It’s time to take cover. My past is catching up with me. It’s a matter of time before I finally get caught. Robbing a bank is easy. But hiding forever is not

From @rami_desh:

There lived on an island, two families with separate ponds in their gardens. 

The ponds were their pride, and each family believed their pond's water to be the purest.

Disagreements arose as to the purity of each pond's water.

The families are long gone, and the pure water of the ponds are tainted with red now.

From @piumiedesilva:

When Jesus said, we must become children once again to gain entry to Heaven, he really must have foreseen what our world would come to; when the grown up world would become mean and savage, and children no longer be safe; when Purity would become what Utopia is now to the modern world – a dream.

From @LadyZahara:

While he strummed the guitar she sat beside. Her eyes closed, she could feel the vibes in her heart. His eyes closed, he wanted to lighten her heavy heart. When he stopped strumming, their eyes opened and only sadness reflected. Their skin never touched, their friendship was pure, but their hearts were flowing with desire...

From @D_demi:

She was an ordinary girl ... Just like any girl she also dreamed about a future. But alas she was told she couldn't meet their standards. She was cast out. Dreams shattered. The man she loved did not look up nor try to console. Even though her heart was pure her colour of her skin wasn't.

From Nihal De silva:

Pure as the lillies and fresh as the sea wind should be the theme in every home and school. The word by itself conveys the meaning.

Suppiah was asked by his teacher to explain what he understood by the word "pure" and he immediately responded by saying, "Sir my understanding of this word is to be Truthful, honest and clean not only in words and deeds but also the clothes I wear."

From @AntonyCF:

“Are you pure?” he asked when he touched her, she was too young to understand what that meant.

3 years later.

“Boy, are you man enough for me?

She left him then, never turned back, left him when she was still pure.

Pure – clean in all aspect, not particularly only one!

From @cernoblog:

It is grown and ecologically processed in the rain forests of Columbia. Pristine as the day the conquistadors arrived. Loving caressed in organic Bolivian jute. Barely touched by a molecule pollution. Indulge yourself in No.5 Caquetá Puro, a cocaine dedicated to you: the elite who savour and celebrate perfection. Logo dissolves in, then fades to black.

From The Puppeteer:

“Preserve your purity or you won’t find a good husband,” they warned.

“Cover your hair, men are attracted to it!"

“Hide your figure, men lust after it!”

Men are lascivious beasts, she decided decades later.

After all, her good husband forced himself on her frequently.

And only he’s privy to her coir-hair and pear body.

From @Dili:

In some conservative cultures there are those who believe that the purity of love can be measured by the blood split on the marriage bed from a small cut on the groom’s finger. "

From @HalikAzeez:

“Baron Nadorf, I urge you, wait. Seven billion lives…”

“…of little consequence representative, rest assured. Council has spoken, you know as well as I, Sector 5 must be made pure”

The link severed.

Giving the signal, he took one last look at the pristine blue planet that had been the source of so much controversy.

From @wikifreakz:

"O Sita, thou shalt come onto the altar; embrace fire; thus prove thy purity!"

She shed no tears; obeyed.

Fire didn't burn her.

A big round of applause bursted:

'What a performance!'

*

"Uwweeaak,"

She couldn't get hold of this anymore.

Stared at the washroom mirror and sobbed.

The previous night, it was the Chief Guest..

From @Mari_deSilva:

White is the colour of purity. White is the colour of charm. White is the colour of the oppressor. White is the colour of phosphorus. White is the colour of fear. White is the colour of lies. White is the colour of grieving. White is the colour of widows. White’s the colour of my soul.

From @hayahz:

Young, 18, untouched, unseen, protected under her veils of purity in years of strict supervision. Her conformity to meet your decisiveness.

Is that what you are looking for?

Of course she exists! Start your search! It will take you two hours to find her. Set the grapevine in motion! She has been waiting. 

From @bhagsy:

Getting to know all this good news in one day was too much for him. He was elated. He didn't know how to react. He had finally passed his Attorney's exams. It was a moment of pure ecstasy in having achieved this milestone in his life!

From Saumya Fernando:

Somersaulting from the highest one could imagine ironically was the most exhilarating few minutes of her life. If unimaginable fright was the promise of the free fall it was far from what she felt. She lounged in its purest of pure feeling of freedom as she grinned from ear to ear with both thumbs up.

From Raisa:

The starch in her uniform, no longer crisp. It’s hot and crowded on this bus- no seats. Sighing, she stands, hefting her heavy backpack.

She feels his gaze like hot needles. He’s breathing down her neck, shifting subtly so that he grazes against her. She blushes hotly and moves, but he follows; always close behind.

From Tristan Kube:

“She just stood there, a picture of pure innocence, her eyes staring raptly in wonder as we drew close. Her little three foot frame looking so out of place. It couldn’t have been long since she’d learned to walk. Someone should have noticed she was on the tracks.” The traumatized engine driver tried explaining.

From @amalisam:

She could hear a ruckus as she walked towards the Maha Gedara up the path from the river. Just as she entered the house, her mother in law accosted her at the door screaming at her. “Your parents lied to us! My son is ruined you hear me! We were told you were pure!”

From @PennyKinned:

“Tell me everything,” he said. “I want to know each fold of your mind, every corner of your heart, the very contours of your soul.”

So she did. At the end, he shook his head, judgment writ large on his face.

“This is it for us, I’m afraid,” he announced. “You’re tainted now.”