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
“Open wide please.”
Reluctantly I let open, my pink fleshy insides all exposed. I knew it would be painful, I knew it would hurt. But he was the only man I could trust. Read More
I forgot how long I was floating in the air. I was in that space, where the laws of relativity didn’t apply. I had yet to learn to manage my schedule according to clockwork.
For in space, everything is limitless. Peace of mind, joys of heart. What I didn’t know in this magical space that I was now a part of, also held some dark mysteries that lurked beneath the calm serene surface. Read More
She was beautiful. She was young. And she was alone.
She was everything that could go wrong on a deserted bus stop in New Delhi, in the dark of the night. Read More
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.