She and HE

There were lip locks between them. And there he laid after making love to her. He kissed her forehead and she lay in her arms. There was a cold breeze blowing outside, but the warmth that had triggered in their selves was more than the chilly breeze. She woke up to find his head resting on her bosom. She was astounded and couldn’t even believe what had happened between them. There was a searing pain all over her body.

She could only sense that she had been first time touched by a boy. With a surprise in her eyes, she looked at the boy with whom she have actually shared half of her life. His face smiled as he slept off. The dazzling truth was that she needed him in her life. But a question still went on repetitively that, “Does he need her in his life?”

She started getting ready for leaving the room. She felt complete. There was a feeling of completeness, a peace along with the tiredness that couldn’t even flush off the feeling of passion. What had that man done to her? They had been friends. But what they shared today was more than anything.

She felt frozen inside. A deep fear engulfed her. She dint wanted to lose him. But she had to accept the fact that it was only lust for him and it caused a pain in her soul. A fright engulfed her again. What if he doesn’t accept her!!

Engrossed in her thoughts she tried to move out of the room. She felt a sudden force pulling her. She looked .He was smiling towards her. She stared back.

He started, “well, you know I had never thought I will say you this. I always had a feeling that there is nothing called love in this Earth. But as you lay in my arms tonight, I felt to stop the moment to watch you simply. If there has been anything best that has happened to me, it’s the exact feeling that I am feeling now. I am an uncivilized, uncouth, rough and rude person. But as you step into my life and came close to me, it seemed to be heaven in this little Earth. My dear, I don’t know how you will react after hearing my confession. Every time you tried to give me a hint, I ignored. Today as I reveal my innermost thoughts, I am afraid to confess. I am afraid to tell you that this playboy who is well known as Casanova wants to marry you and be your husband! Will you marry me, my lady?”

She just couldn’t move and dint even try to say a word. She bent and kissed him on his forehead.

Being SANE when it is ought to be INSANE

Most of the things that happens every day in our lives leads us to be insane. But the question that came to my mind is that, “How many of us can be sane in the insane situation?”

The disturbances that happens every day in our lives is nothing but it relates to the ups and downs of lives. Often we fail to keep our temper under our control. But its strange that lately I have been seeing a numerous people who h keeps their temper calm.They wins over every negative aura and stands out to be more stronger and more considerate & kind.

But what if there is a series of negative acts taking place around you and there you seem to stand as a mere audience because you can do nothing except to accept the facts. There is sudden depression in the mind while the brain helps to combat the situation and at that point the problem starts. The negativity has a stronger hold on our mind rather than the positivity.

There were pangs of aggressive rage that was working in mind when I saw her in the bank. Suddenly I was taken back to five years where I had the memory of she being rude after destroying the strongest part of my existence.

The question that remains unanswered today is, “Do my anger helps me in this situation?” “Do my rage helps me to prosper?” The question kept triggering my mind & I couldn’t calm myself down.I was taken back to the negative cage.

 

The gloominess had sunk in till eternity and I was in the office collating some data of my losses. Ultimately I felt that there is always a handful of happiness while there is a bag of sadness in each of us lives.

 

A bag is usually heavy to lift and it droops us down to ponder around the past. Nothing seems to be certain when the uncertainty knocks us down.But what we forget is that there is no added advantage when it comes to dwelling in past.While if we can move on then we create new memories to put the old behind the bars of past.Being mad in the situations which goes out of hand is the basic nature of a human being.But in midst of all turmoil we need to be sane ie calm.

But the things around me has changed and it has moved on in its own pace .I simply realize that I can’t force the deer to be tortoise and the tortoise to be tiger.A person cannot be good for everyone.I cant change the nature of a person.He/She will be the way she/he had been in his/her life.

After a dark deep world, there lies a huge open expanse of life which makes us live along the darkest tunnel of life.But its important to understand that after every darkness there is a gush of light that sways us and instigates us to take risk in life.Life teaches us to react and its always the mind that helps to maintain the peace of heart.

Reminiscence ..of my love.

He had gifted me that which I had never thought he would gift. It was the smallest but the greatest treasure which I did hold on to closest of my heart. A ring, a simple platinum ring with diamonds.

As I lay awake in the bed wrapped with the white sheets, I could feel nothing except a traumatizing pain all through my body. I realized a needle had been struck in my head into my hand and I couldn’t even move. As I opened my eyes I saw a lady dressed in white standing near my bed.

The severe pain in my head dint allow me to sleep. I couldn’t feel any part of my body. I slept off. Next morning when I got up, I saw an old man standing by my bed side. A lady about the age of 60-65 yrs. sniffed off her nose on seeing me.

I looked at the lady. I thought of asking the lady about the reason for me being there. But I saw a grief seeping out of the eyes in form of tears. I looked at my right hand and the ring was still there.

The lady came towards me and said,” This is Mrs Martha. How are you?” I looked at them astonished,” I hope the pain is not much intolerable. “With a surprising tone, I tried to speak but I couldn’t. I heard the nurse stating her, “It’s just God`s grace that she has been saved. The way the truck had crushed off her car, it was a real challenge for us to save her. God bless you Mr & Mrs Martha.”

I couldn’t speak. I had lost my voice. In fact I dint even remember my name. I just looked at the sparking ring that let me into the blurred images of a dark man. I just couldn’t even remember his face.

Days passed on and I started recovering from the pain. Mr & Mrs Martha came on to visit me on regular basis. They called me Shiela as `S’ was engraved with diamond on the platinum ring.

I was released from the hospital after the period of two months. The fractures were cured. But still I searched for my identity. I stayed at the small village at the outskirts of Howrah. The mobile, i card had all been crushed to pieces that were the only option to find the identity.

At times I thought to click a picture of my own self to put in the paper so that my identity is revealed. But my all hopes were scattered to pieces when I saw my burnt face in the mirror.

I had no hope to get that dark man in my life. Ultimately Mr & Mrs Martha gave me a brilliant idea. The couple dint had any child of their own and they took me to be their daughter who had lost twenty years back

They suggested me to take the picture of my hand that had a wrist let and also the ring engraved with the letter `S’. A picture was taken but I couldn’t imagine how that dark man would react on seeing my burnt face. 

Mr & Mrs Martha took the picture and got it published in the English daily, “The Telegraph”. There were no phone calls, no visits and the days passed on. The little hope that I had in me was slowly reduced to ashes

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It was on 8^th Dec 2012 there was a heavy knock at 10pm at night. A man in mid-thirties stood with unshaven beard and a hair that badly needed a cut and his shirt had several creases on it.

“Is the advertisement relates to this address, asked the man with wet eyes. Mrs Martha could only nod her head. The man ran towards me, hugged me, kissed me all over and said taking my hand in his hand, “It’s because of this ring that I found you .I had thought that I had lost you .I love you. Will you come back to your house,Shruti?”