Crossroad 2 : The Other Side of The Coin

Sequel to Crossroad



He loved her very much and it hurt him to see her sad. He wanted to do everything possible to make her happy. Vikrant had seen her walk out of the room, he had seen her restless for past many nights, he knew she was feeling let down. He tried telling her to have faith in him but she did not.

Vikrant got up from the bed and walked to the window. The window of their bedroom faced the street and as he looked out of the window, Vikrant saw her walking out of the gate for the second time. When she had walked out a couple of hours ago, he knew she had gone for a walk, just the way she preferred when she wanted to be alone and think. He very well knew what was bothering her, or so he thought.

Truth

the truth -

vulnerable

trampled upon

breathes shallow -

awaiting the moment,

when the lie -

would finally be stripped off -

it's colorful attractive attire

and would stand naked -

in the bright light of facts,

to be scrutinized and rightfully dealt with.

Gloomy Days

I don't know whether it is the climate or just me but past few days, actually past couple of weeks I have been feeling very tired/lazy/bored/unenthusiastic most of the day. I am unable to write anything that would satisfy the writer in me. Currently I am reading a book and though it is good so far, I have read only 30 pages which in my normal mood would have been almost hundred. I think I will keep the book aside, I don't want to do injustice to it by reading it with this kind of mood. I love music but past few days I don't even feel like switching on the music system or listen to songs on my ipod. When I crash on my couch or bed I don't feel like getting up for hours..

I am fed up of this climate! To add to this gloom I have been getting refusal mails from publishers. Things are pretty boring right now but I hope it will turn around soon. I am waiting for the rainy season when my writing is usually at its peak. Sadly there is whole of May to go by.

Don't be surprised if you do not get to read anything new from me.

walking away

doing it the only way she knew

showing him that she cared

she pulled him closer in an embrace

and kissed his hair.

he lay silent in her arms

his tears soaked by her shirt

hours they spend in embrace

without saying a word.