Straight From The Heart

Coming Back

Categorized into Fiction, Love, Relationships, Short story

She lay in bed, exhausted. She was tired after what she had just gone through. Yes, it was exhausting but she was happy. She smiled and looked around. The room was clean. Climbing up and down the ladder had given her back pain but it was worth. All the cobwebs gotten rid of. She closed her eyes and thought about him. He had called her the previous night and told her that he was coming home tonight. She fell asleep.

She woke up with a jolt when the sunlight fell straight on her face through the windows. She saw the time, she had slept for almost two hours. She climbed out of the bed and straightened the bed-sheet. She smiled again.

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The Kiss - Song & Dance

Categorized into Love, Poem, prose poem, Relationships

I said I would dance only if he sings;

And he insisted I kiss him -

Only then would he sing;

I moved closer,

His smile widening with every step of mine;

He held out his hand -

And I went in his arms.

He looked at me and smiled;

I smiled and we kissed..

And through the kiss -

His song filled up my senses;

And I danced on the tune of his kiss.

Photograph taken from here | Words (c) Arti Honrao

आपल्या आयुष्यात अनेक गोष्टी घडत असतात, काही आपल्याला आवडतात, काही आवडत नाहीत. प्रत्येक गोष्टीमुळे आपण मोठे होत असतो. आपल्यात बदल घडत असतात. ज्या गोष्टी घडतात त्या घडल्यामुळे नाही तर त्यांना आपण कसे सामोरे गेलो त्यावरून आपली उंची ठरत असते.

आयुष्यात काही गणितं सुटतच नाहीत; कोडं हे कोडंच राहतं वेडं मन मात्र विखर्लेल्या कोड्याच्या तुकड्यांमध्ये उत्तरं शोधत राहतं. जे दिसेल ते असतं पण जे नाही त्याचीसुद्धा चाहूल घेत राहतं वेडं मन कधी कधी थकून मग एका कोपऱ्यात बसून सगळं पाहत राहतं