April 9: Pride

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From @sharasekaram:
It was her parting words that stung the most.

“It’s your pride that will be your downfall. Just you wait. Some day you will wish that you had done things differently, but your pride held you back!”

He was only 18 when she said that, but at 30 – things were no different.

From @minzy34:
Once she could hide behind Mother’s long skirt and touch the tender bruises on Mother's face, but now she applied layer upon layer of concealer, so her children won't.

Once she watched Mother get carried out the door. But now, she walked out of the door, child in each hand, and pride in her eyes.

From Priyanthie de Silva:
My Mother was fond of saying, ‘what you do not appreciate, will be taken away!’ Did I believe her? Of course not. My pride would not let me appreciate what I should. I wanted to tempt fate, see how far I could go with my “unappreciation”. Now with all gone, guess I asked for it huh?

From The AdMan:
There were stories. Others had been seen, snooping around. Outsiders. The females and the young must be protected at all cost. He must warn the rest to be watchful, or else...

How dare they. This was his territory. He was the alpha-male. The pride was his responsibility. He would protect it to his last breath. 

From @rebelinpurple:
So… where’s your pride, friend?

It’s in my pants! So is mine! Do explain. It’s actually in my wallet; on my NIC to be exact; in my surname and the weight its utterance has garnered over the decades. What a faggot! Mine’s attached to my manhood and the things I’ve accomplished as a person! Your NIC belongs in a purse!

From Saumya Fernando:
Some day when now would be history
I hope our children would learn of
New national heroes
Text books with stories of
Unbiased histories
I pray for a time we would mark Sri Lanka
On a Weerodara map
With pride
And colour the Northern Province
Without memories of blood shed
When now would be history

From @cernoblog:
We bribed border guards on the 3am shift. No time to buy an exit visa out of Colombo. Yes THAT  pompous little poem of yours put you on tomorrow's kill list. Your pride is very expensive. So is the grenade in this bag. Use it only if you are cornered. Remember, its not 2013 anymore.

From @LadyZahara:
The little ones rolled over each other and played fun games. The grown ups walked stylishly with their noses in the air. The young ones were full of gossip regarding a world of their own. They all gathered round the rock where the Lion King appeared. He roared with pride while his pride watched him...

From @rushda_:
'..so, what do you think?'
'it's nice, I guess'
'I know.'

From @PennyKinned:
He picked his moment, a lull in the conversations amongst hundreds of party guests. Down on bended knee. Diamond in blue velvet.

“Will you marry me?”

A collective gasp.

That’s when she knew her answer. Who could marry such hubris? A man arrogant enough to propose here could only be expecting a lifetime of “yes”.

From @shamsmakkiya:
Its spectacular iridescent plumes kept my eyes frozen. Its shining vibrant blue crested head made me wonder about the depth of beauty. As it moved, intelligence radiated from every single intricately designed eye spots.

Something within me whispered, " It deserves the term - PRIDE "

From @chav_:
"About that road, sir. There's an issue near the..."
"Pour more concrete into it!"
"But..."
"I want the road by next month"

Getting down from the jeep, he surveyed the damage. The ancient stupa had cracked into four segments.

"Not one photograph of this on the papers. Got it?"

Pride does come before the fall.

From @wikifreakz:
"This copper-plate dated back to 320 AD; unearthed during an
excavation in '60s", the officer described the nation's pride very
diplomatically.

"And this sculpture belongs to 4th century BC."

The tourists seemed  amused.

As they moved on the hallway he added, "In the 3rd floor we have the
oldest.... --"

*BAAAAANGGG!!!*

"Oldest what? Staircase?"  someone groaned.

From @bhagsy:
It was pride that destroyed their relationship. Mother did not want to verbalize her feelings of coming back home. Father did not want to admit he wanted her back. Everyone around saw this, even their children. It’s a shame what some people do their relationships because of their inability let down their self-importance for the people they care about.

From @amalisam:
He woke up feeling a mix of guilt and pride. Alcohol always brought out his vices but how could he let this happen?

“But wait.” He though.  “It was mutual after all, so why should I alone feel guilty?”

He grinned mischievously as he stared at his best friends’ wife, lying naked next to him.

From Abirahmi Kananathan:
Pride lies in being Sri Lankan. An unexplainable feeling in representing your nation everywhere you go. The warmth, hospitality and love of our lot knows no boundaries.

From @Mari_deSilva :
Her father was a raging alcoholic who pissed away all his money. She needed out. She had dreams. To Study. Work. Live. Love. Married at 19, with 2 kids to raise by 24, dreaming was but a luxury she couldn’t afford. Her head held high, she walked down the street, a kid in each hand.