"Hmm...", he murmured.
"So.....get up now na.."she cried on the phone.
"Hmm..", he murmured again.
"Alright, go back to sleep. And keep sleeping", sh hsouted.
"Arre baba....am not sleeping anymore...am up now..", he replied.
"Hmm...so any planes for today?", she asked.
"Hmm..you tell me..where you wanna go? Let's go there", he answered.
"But there aren't many places to visit na",she sighed.
"Yea, there aren't many good places left. And all the nice places we have visited".
"Okay....lets see where we can go....let us both complete our daily chores then we shall meet and decide, okay madam", he said.
"Okay..." she replied.
"Chalo then...I will go for a bath now..also am hungry...you too finish your things then will meet up".
"Okay", no plans for today is not what she waits on the weekend to happen!
But truth was there really weren't any places left to visit and shopping was not charm for her today.
went for a bath, ate her meal and was resting on the couch infront of
the T.V. when her cellphone beeped with the incoming message tone.
She smiled and passed a kiss to her love for the innocence of his words.
message read ," Oye Yaar....buy me a pair of socks na.....This whole
week I went to office in the same pair of socks everyday :( ".
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Monday, September 10, 2012
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Journey without a destination. Starts and ends. No one knows who controls it. No one knows how to control it. All you can do is watch and observe.
People come. People leave. Some leave prints. Some erase prints.
She was sitting by the window. Watching out the window was the daily scene. A little boy having fun with the candy his father had just got him. In another scene, a group of girls playing hop-scotch. They were happy on just being the winner of the petty game. Fathers were taking their children to market. Some were being taken back to home from market. Holding their hands, the contact was intact. Men were leaving for work, with the firm determination in their mind that they would return with joy for their families. Women were busy buying stuff for their families. They were sure that they will stir happiness in their kitchens for their husbands, for their children.
The world was happy. So was she.
She stood from her chair. Spent a minute or two watching the happy scene outside the window. It was raining but it was so quite inside. But she was blank. Blank like a blank notebook.
She started towards the balcony. Opened the door and went outside.
The outside world was full with noises. The noises of happiness. The noises of joy.
And now the world was full of her shriek.
She had jumped off her balcony.