Absence

Hiee people.My very sincere apologies to all the readers for i have been absent from the blog for such a long time.I have been trapped in such a curious world for the last two months that nothing makes sense to me right now.I am at that fork of my life from where either everything would be settled entirely or be destroyed.The board examination that is the life shaping exam (according to almost every parent in India) is what i have to go through in the coming next 3 months and that is the reason why i have not been able to come up with anything but only the chapters in my textbooks.I apologise once again and would try to bring my mind together up once again so that i can chase my passion rather than running forward to join the crowd that the society thinks is correct.Thank u for supporting and your messages.Love you all. :)
Shubhi

If there is a reason,then its not love.

In the silence of the night with the moon giving out a faint light,they both stood there on the cliff top among the unending green valleys and mountains,the sound of the insects and crickets filling the quietness.The beautiful background made no difference to their eyes which were fixed on each other.She looked up while he stared down at her.

"Why do you love me so much?" ,he asked.

"I dont have any reason for that.Some things are more beautiful when they are unreasonable,aren't they?" ,she replied.

Reunion

She stood there in an uneasy anticipation.The surge of emotions fought from within to splurge out but she fought back equally stronger to hold them inward.She no more could find her voice to speak.As the hands of the clock played around,moving from one number to another,her hopes moved too from high to low.Slowly the feeling of vain expectations started taking her into it's clutches.
And then he appeared,across the border of the country which had held him captivated.Before her mind could speculate her next move,she found herself running towards him.The barriers were finally vanishing today.The prisoner of war had been set free.The next moment,she found herself tightly enclosed in his arms,involuntary tear's flowing out of their eye's.The wait of 22 years was finally over.The love that had submerged these two souls in itself 22 years ago stood their,still,smiling at it's victory of reunion.

A hollowness

His hand had been tracing the lines on her hand for long.His fingers slowly found their way to slip through her's.Their hands were entwined.The surrounding was drowned in the silence of the darkness.Only the sound of their breathing filled the beautiful silence of the night.He locked his eyes onto her's.The embrace of his lips on her's,that feeling of his lips brushing against her skin should have felt heavenly but suddenly it seemed all her feelings had abandoned her.Nothing she could feel.The numbness had taken over her.Even her tears had vacated her.She wanted to cry but she couldn't.No feeling came.Neither of happiness nor of pain.He was kissing her just the way she had ever wanted.It was everything she had ever wanted and then it was nothing that she had ever wanted.And it was because he had changed.It was not the same him with whom she had dreamt of those dreams.There was a guy today kissing her passionately,loving her unconditionally but he was a different guy.It had been just two months with him.
She had thought she had moved over him in the past 6 months,the guy to whom she had given away herself but today,the question still lingered as the "other guy" moved down slowly to kiss her on the neck.

Exams?Or disguised murderer?

Scribble.Scribble.Scribble.There was an eerie silence pertaining in the examination hall where 30 students sat,scribbling on a piece of paper their answers which were going to determine the future of each of them. “Last five minutes.” the invigilator announced.The scribbling got faster.His hands ached from writing continuously for the last three hours.He wanted to give up yet he could not.He wanted to cry for he knew he won’t be able to score more than 70% in the boards but he just didn’t have the time for it.He wrote and wrote till the sheet was snatched.The blow of reality struck him hard.He sat there still in the hall while the others moved out.70% and no admission in any good college.What would my parents say?How would I even face them?My future is ruined.What will I do in life?I am a loser,isn’t that what papa said.Yes I am.I could not succeed.I couldn’t score a 90%.What will the society say?They’ll taunt me for my entire life.These thoughts haunted him all the way to his house.Standing in front of the door to his house,instead of ringing the bell he ran upstairs to the terrace that stood above the 20 storeyed building.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he looked down.One step and I can escape the shame I would be bringing to my family when the result comes.Gathering every little drop of courage left inside him,he stepped ahead.The terrace stood alone in the scorching summer heat.20 floors below,drowned in blood,another victim of the merit system of education lied.

An escape

The last piece of clothing found it's place in the already full suitcase and the valise was closed shut.Her hands gathered courage to lift up the handle and the suitcase was raised.Pain shot up in her arms from yesterdays wound.Her body felt weak,her heart ached and tears trickled out of her eyes as she took steps towards the door of the house.For the last time she turned her face around to savour every part of the house in which she had been living for the last two years.A panorama of tortures that she had faced in every corner flashed in front of her.Every part of that house echoed a different cry,a different wail of her's.All the agony that she had faced.The walls against which innumerable times her face was smashed,the table whose glass had been used to pierce through her skin,the chair that was raised to hit her,the flowerpot that had hit her head so hard that she had got a permanent blood clot in her brain,every object in that house today articulated her to go away from this torment before he came back to torture her again in yet another way.The door closed behind her as she took the first step in two years out of her own personal little hell towards a free,exultant life with a determination to punish him for the acts of violence that he had committed.

A pretty Vengeance

A dishelleved image stared back at her from the mirror.The transformation started.A thick layer of concealer covered the red acne scars that had become more evident with the wash of tears,a coat of foundation followed next with face powder that renovated her tarnished skin to a flawless one.A thick stroke of kajal did the trick to hide the redness of her eyes,the eyes that had swollen from crying over night.She drew an outline on her upper lid to further compliment her hazel iris.The red lipstick succeeded,burying beneath it the lips that had dried up from the salt residued from her tears.Finally,a stroke of pink was brushed on each cheek and she looked back again into the mirror.And he said I am not pretty enough,she thought.I ought to show him what he has lost!And with that determination,concealing her emotions,she signed the movie of another director who was a rival of the director who had rejected her.

The date of release of the movies clashed on the same Friday and she garnered the accolades of the audience.The other movie suffered terribly.

A headline appeared in the newspaper next day, “Movie flops.Heavily indebted director commits suicide.”She read through the article with a smirk on her face saying to herself, “this girl whom you called ugly gave you an ugly end mr.director, didn’t it?”