You & I

Two hands reach for each other against the sky

What  happened…

 

“Hello? Just saw your message. What happened ? Are you okay?”

“Hi, mmm..no nothing.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“What do you mean nothing?”

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The bracelet

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03/02/2016

It was still dawn when I stepped out of the cab and walked towards the entry gate of the Delhi airport. The early morning February air was pleasantly cold.

I was travelling to Bengaluru to attend a college friend’s wedding. It had been four years since we graduated from the same college. This wedding was also going to be a reunion of our batch mates. But what I didn’t know was that the reunion would begin much ahead of time; right in the queue in front of the airline counter.

I was almost sure it was she. Same height! Same long hair! Same complexion! Curiosity had my eyes glued to her. And then about 60-odd seconds later, when she turned, she proved me right. My ex-girlfriend stood two places ahead of me in that queue. We had never met after the college farewell.

Martha followed and stood behind me in the queue, holding my hand gently.

“Are you okay?” She asked as colour drained off my face looking at the person standing just two feet away.

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A Golden Scar

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A golden scar

Subhendu Mohanty

22/08/2015

“Keep your eyes closed!”

She pleaded as she neatly folded the ochre satin cloth into the desired thickness. With one hand gently covering his both eyes she now turned to his back, holding on to his bare chest, her fingers as if humming a note on his heartstrings.

“Few more moments, just keep them closed” she whispered in his ears, standing on her tiptoes. Read More

A Second Chance

A Second Chance

Subhendu Mohanty

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23rd Feb 2012,  20:30 hrs.

Rooftop of Palm Exotica, Goa, overlooking the potent tides of the Arabian Sea and the vast sandy beach lined with an array of majestic Palm trees.

A full moon showering its silver gleam on the roaring crests and accentuating the troughs..A moon lit rendezvous with the one her heart beat for.

The solitary glasstop with two ornate chairs and a vase in the centre with a dash of purple orchids. A bottle of champagne cooled in its bucket waiting to be uncorked and poured into the crystal flutes. Just the way he loves it.

A king-size mattress with a velvety white satin sheet lay at the far end of the terrace close to the edge. A place to stare into the stars as the tides whisper in your ears .. “come lose yourself in my arms..”
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My promise to you

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Lavender couldn’t stop her tears.

Love, hold yourself, this had to happen one day. We all would face this day, lonely, desperate, nowhere to go. But life goes on.”  Isabelle gently wiped the tears of Lavender’s grief-stricken face and hugged her.

Isa, how do you live when the person who defines your world leaves you deserted? All you have got is just memories to live with.” Lavendar  asked looking longingly at the picture frame in her fragile hands.

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