Writing something to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect!
I opened the door and quietly sneaked in. Tip toeing, I made sure not to alert him. The pitch black abode concealed and blinded me simultaneously, thus serving as both friend and foe. I could hear the loud thumping of my heart when suddenly the lights turned on.
He had caught me. I had nowhere to go.
” But ice cream at midnight is what the lil one in me wanted!”
He missed those faint kisses that embraced his skin. The touch of her hands soothed all wither, the warmth of her breath felt comforting.
With time, all faded; the kisses,the warmth and the touch.
The empty envelope now lies in the drawer missing the amity of the letters that once reposed in it.
Today I lost him. One of the most loyal being in my life. And the most awful thing was that I was the first one to witness it.
I went towards him and called out his name. I expected him to wag his tail;lick my feet and roll over. But all he did was lie over there with eyes closed and mouth wide open.
That’s when I knew something was wrong. I tried to move him but he lie there frozen.
I was numb and didn’t have the strength to call out his name again.
He left this world in peace and serenity. Without any struggle.
The dining room was filled with toys. The stroller lie topsy – turvy in the corner. One of his socks also reposed there soaking in the spilt milk.
The sight of the chaos didn’t comfort her.
But when he looked up with those clear blue eyes of his with a pacifier in his tiny mouth, she thought that maybe
She liked it that way…
She couldn’t draw her lips away from that tang.
A coffee did what a boy could’ve never done!
I regret to inform you that you are being eliminated from further considerations as Ms. Right. And this is all a consequence of your acts. We shared a beautiful relationship when I was small, no worries and no tensions. The spark that existed previously has faded away now. I would like to exclaim with a heavy heart that you’ve turned deceitful with time, just like the humans. Thus, you can’t be trusted anymore.
Yours sincerely,
The deluded 21 year old
Serendipity isn’t an aftermath of mere luck.
But an up shot of pure faith!
Typical of the other days, he received a call from her. He told her to text him instead. Thanks to her mumbles which were out of earshot. As said by him, she sent him a message. And it wasn’t a wonted message; instead it was something that made him fidgety. It read, “I need to tell something of great significance to you.”
As he told her to continue, suspense overshadowed him. Even a second seemed to be like an hour. Time wasn’t killing but he sure was getting murdered. As if he was being stabbed once with each passing second. But the next message that he received slit him straightaway! Little did he know that those three magical words would ever hurt him?
Yes! She said those three words which didn’t prove to be spell – binding to him. He wasn’t in love with her and he would’ve never wanted to hurt his best friend. Fate had put him in a place where there lie a pit on one side and a trench on the other!
This was the first time he had felt this weak and feeble. Unable to think of anything else, he promptly told her to put him out of her mind as he didn’t feel the same for her and that this would blot their friendship. She read the message and replied instantly, “Hey, don’t take it gravely. I was just jesting!”
Two hearts shattered that day. One lied about kidding and the other lied, hiding behind the veil of practicality. Ironically enough, destiny had a different game plan for the both of them!
At times I see tears in her eyes
When she simply longs for dad
Cz he just left her without any goodbyes
I remember seeing her getting mad
Cz she had become tired of his lies
At times I see fear in her eyes
When there lies a pile of bills in front of her
When we run out of supplies
Her share of morsel becomes our supper
Being everything to everyone is what she tries
At times I see skepticism in her eyes
The stigma of being a single mom becomes a scourge
She holds back to the idea of knotting new ties
Because which her husband gave her, she fails to omit that scar
She has now worn-out of those entire Why’s”
At times I see tears in her eyes….
With a scale in one hand and a sword in the other,
There stands the Lady of Justice blindfolded.
What these symbols depict, oh I wonder!
“The sword represents strength of justice”, someone quoted.
I said, “No, it slits the poor and leaves them to suffer”
“The blindfold represents fairness”, someone quoted.
I said, “No, it becomes blind only when facing the tougher”
“The scales depicts balance”, someone quoted.
I said, “No, it bends to the side where currency notes flutter”
There stands the Lady of Justice blindfolded,
With a scale in one hand and a sword in the other.
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