Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts
When I see you,
Through the eyes,
I start to believe in heaven.
I feel like I'm walking on a meadow.
I wish to follow every trace of you,
Though I don't wanna compete with you.
I wish to fly along with you,
As we move into the period of ecstasy.
When I see you smile,
My heart skips a beat,
You always glitter like a rainbow,
But you look so beautiful in white.
Sometimes I'm startling, when every
Tree, bird and corner of the place
Remind me about your fanciful thoughts
Life will never be the same without you
When I say "I like your smile",
You leave the smile for me
If I say "I like you"
What would you do?
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Through the eyes,
I start to believe in heaven.
I feel like I'm walking on a meadow.
I wish to follow every trace of you,
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I wish to fly along with you,
As we move into the period of ecstasy.
When I see you smile,
My heart skips a beat,
You always glitter like a rainbow,
But you look so beautiful in white.
Sometimes I'm startling, when every
Tree, bird and corner of the place
Remind me about your fanciful thoughts
Life will never be the same without you
When I say "I like your smile",
You leave the smile for me
If I say "I like you"
What would you do?
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Neha heard the clatter of footsteps, a man with a grave face and trimmed beard entered into her room. Neha pounced toward her father, Raju. After a deep struggle, she finally queried, "Where is chocolate?" with an excitation in her eyes. Raju replied, "I gave it to your mom, go and grab it". Neha tilted her head to and fro, tediously tried to answer her dad, but it lasted longer than normal, and gestured, "No, I dont want". Neha ripped off the smile from her dad's face. Raju diverted Neha's attention, by inquiring about her birthday dress and she started to strive again. Neha was affected by a speech disorder which often stammered her voice called stuttering. It caused a major split in relationship between mom and daughter. Arti swallowed, as she looked downward a little and her eyes were misting up with tears. Like every mom and daughter, Arti and Neha had a splendid relationship till she started to talk.
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A week passed, two days before Neha's birthday. On that day, Neha saw a news about a girl who was burnt by her mom. That news alleged that young girl who was affected by speech disorder and that girl's mom was ashamed of it, so she tried to kill her daughter. Neha was dazed by the news aired on television and the fear about her mom became thrice as before. She went to school but her mind was revolving around the incident and often scared her mom would do like it. When she returned to home, she maintained quietness and was waiting for her dad, Raju. When the time Raju came home, he told Neha, "Tomorrow, I'll the buy your birthday dress with your mom". Neha uttered, "okay" but she didn't reveal about her fear. Everyone went to sleep
The day before her birthday, Neha went to school but her thoughts were always spinning about the incident. Raju took leave and came in noon, as he planned to go for shopping. Raju and Arti went shopping to buy dresses for her birthday. They purchased all the things for in order to celebrate Neha's birthday. After some hours, they returned to home but they didn't find her daughter in home. Meanwhile, Raju's landline phone was ringing and Arti attended the call, the one on the other side told her, "Neha fell down the stairs" and ended the call.
The next day, Neha opened her eyes in a hospital where she was accompanied by her father. She didn't notice her mom, Arti wasn't around nearby as like she expected. She sensed something in her lip. She let her tongue swipe over her lip and licked. She felt something salty. When she looked up, she realized she was lying on her mother's lap. Tears were rolling out from her mom's eyes. Neha finally envisioned her mother's love. She was weeping along with her mother. Neha still had some tears to shed between life flashed before her eyes. She was realizing her mom's affection, Neha's eyelids were forced her to close permanently. Neha breathed her last minutes in her mom's lap. The time when Neha was with her mom she didn't realize her mom's affection. Whenever realized her mistake she wasn't with her mom. Shadows of time..
It had been a long time since (the last time) she
intended to spend her time around me. There was certain closeness between us,
and consistently it was melted like ice. The affection and closeness towards me
were gradually decreased. It might because she thought that her closeness with me
would lead an awkward moment in front of others. At times, she giggled at me
whenever she saw me with someone else. Especially, when the time her brother or
sister was spending their time with me. Nowadays, she seldom looked at me, and it
didn't stand up to a minute.
It was one of those days, when the sunshine was
peeking through the curtains and fell into the eyes. I peeled my eyes open;
cool breeze was hitting my face, and I felt blissful. I saw her, next to
me; she was relentlessly wandering inside the house. She was getting ready
to go to the expedition, and I was keeping my eyes on her. I was like
"Why doesn't gaze at me?" but she didn't move her eyeball to my
side. Until the time, she was fleeting into the door. She didn't have a
single second to glance at me. I reminisced; it was not the first time; she
eschewed me in that way. Primordially, she didn't treat me like this way.
I glimpsed through memoirs at the time, when I
stepped into her bare hands. I couldn't describe the happiness what I saw on her
face on that day. I didn't forget the excitement in her altruistic
eyes and dazzling smile upon her lips. Those were the days; I
was like a pedestal, and she spent her most of the time with me. It was hard to
see her anywhere without my presence. Moreover, she treated me like her kid and
dressed me almost every day. She didn't care about "What I liked to
wear?" Or "What I wanted to do?” Despite, I had given prior
consequence to her happiness, and I was pretending as a mirror.
She always kept me on the right side of her bed and
shared all her happiness, sadness and bitterness. She didn't forget to sing a
lullaby in the late night. Almost every day, she sang this song in
her bed.
You and I; just like a star and the moon in the sky,
I vow; my affection for you is like sunshine; will
never diminish,
I smile for you; you smile for me; we smile
for us;
Hold my hand; let’s step into a new saga called
dream;
You and I; just like a star and the moon in
the sky
I thought her affection towards me, was like sunshine. She cared me day and night; I didn't even care about my joyfulness. I smiled for her, cried for her and her happiness was my passion. Lately, I knew, it was just like a light from candles. Everything was changed, when she had grown up. She had thrown me out of her life and even didn't have an interest to look back at me.
Unforeseen, I felt the sound of a door opening; she
came back to the home as it was raining. She stared at me and came forward to
me, but she was watching the rain through the window nearby me. The rain drops
splattered on my eyes through the window, and it was like tears rolling down
from my eyes. She was watching outside, and I asked her "My name is Doll,
Do you remember me?"
The sky was turning into darkness; the
clouds were entwining together as a shelter to the sky, and the sun
was ardour to hide behind the sky just like got shy by seeing an
acquaintance. I sat on the corner of a bench in a roadside garden as I was
waiting for her arrival. It had been a long time since the last time I saw her and time by time I was losing my patience that she
wasn't on time. Simultaneously, my mind was mesmerizing with
that ambient scenery, and it was giving me the thought of her, my love.
She didn't like to see the tears in my
graven face as she always vanished it with her tears of joy. Primordially,
there was consistently a person against us who was trying to stop my
relationship with her. Though, she never failed to leave a blissful smile
in my eyes. When she was touching the palm of my hand, she gave a
meaning to my life, and every time she was recalling my soul to say,
"I'm always there whenever you need; I will never leave you alone".
She had never supposed to wear a perfume,
but the natural scent of her aroma was making me unstable, and it popped out my
heart intensely. She was the one who proved to me that age difference doesn't
matter when it comes to love as she was older than me. I was almost walking in
a dreamy land because of the ambient scenery, and I lost myself in her thoughts.
I didn't recognize myself until she was touching my palm, there was lightning
and thundering around me as a sign of my love's arrival. As they were welcoming
her, she was starting to flow from my head to the toe - - The Rain !
Finally, she came, met
and spent some time with me; "It was never going to be an ordinary day".
It was the time, I walked along the lonely road. I was trying to move out quickly from the abandoned road to reach my home. I was haunting that my parents might look for me as it was already too late to reach the home. I was barely able to walk, and the ambient scenery was moving too slow. Subsequently, I observed a group of people, and I was hurrying towards them with an excitation.
When I was reaching the crowd, people were arguing something seriously by pointing their hands to the middle of a group. Without any delay, I rushed into the spot to see "what has happened?" A person had died who might be around my age. I could not be able to see his face because his head was crooked downwards. Furthermore, I was trying to see his face. Meanwhile, another guy was trying to bend over that person to see his face.
When the time, I saw the face of the person, I'm shocked that I was almost crying. It was hard to believe whatever my eyes were witnessing that time. That person was so familiar with me, he had been with me every day, every hour, every minute, every second, and every beat of my heart. As I was trying to touch that person, but I could not. I was starting to urge everyone "I'm still alive" but no one listened to my words. In fact, I was not exposed to them.
My journey begins from the place where there is no sign of known faces. Though that place is where I have been grown up. I moved my feet forward, as soon my mind started to chew up memories. It was years back, I saw that girl nearer to my home (Actually she was waiting for me). She was one of the few friends who were inevitable in my life. Indeed, I never had any intention though roamed often with her. On that particular second when I saw her, my intuition said, "She is the one who was born for me”. I do not know why I felt like that way. Perhaps, it is “Love”.Exactly, after ten days from that incident I told her about my feelings. She was my good friend even though the girl within herself made to leave speechlessly. I could say, she was shocked due to my words. It was a matter of fifteen-minute silences around us, she decamped the place. She left without saying any word. "She almost left from my life".
