He wiped the last tear off those bleary eyes.
A light drizzle had started to fall on the sea of grass around him; he could feel the moisture on his bare feet. Soon it would be time. He rested on the wooden bench and in that moment of a sad exasperation, looked up at the skies.
Why life has to be so unfair? Why love has to be so cruel?
The damp air was filled with the smell of the freshly mown grass and a sweet scent of lavender. The purple patch marked the pavement which led from the fountain, a favourite spot for little children , to the far end of the park which overlooked the beautiful river. Read More
A Second Chance
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..”
It was a day like any other.
Sumeet switched on the car keys and started to drive back home. Months and days had passed since that incident but every day he felt the pangs of its guilt. Nothing had changed with time as Sumeet had realised time probably, can’t heal a few wounds. The wounds that one longs to hold close to, the scars that become part of who you are.
It was getting darker as the sky turned a shade more grey.
The dark narrow alleys gave in to a wider street.
She stopped for a while with hands on her knees. Half bent she let out a sigh. The worse was finally over. She rumbled through her coat, not to take any chance. One could never be sure until ..yes the pack was well concealed in the hidden pocket of her bra.
She darted a quick glance around, surprisingly her chasers had lost the plot. A smile played on her lips, she has been successful in getting her way out, unscathed. For what she carried with her was well worth killing for! Read More
Jas sighed. Another black car zoomed past his, on the relatively empty motorway. It was already past midnight.
There was a lot going on his mind. He had lost the sense of time. Justifiably, for he was in a race with time itself in his mind.
The solitary moon was slowly hiding behind a dark cloud. He could see the cloud gaining strength. Read More