I feel so strange staying awake all night for I am a
person who is always so into jumping off to the bed. Wonder what really is into
me that I hardly wanna rest. There is some kind of a hallow inside me, as if some kind of a black hole in me that has been constantly
pulling me into it. I really dunno what this feeling is and I still am struggling
as to find out what I'm dealing with. All I know is that I have to deal with
myself, something very intense, that has never happened to me before today. My mind's
all together in another planet and there are these million things I wish to do,
and do it the right way. Life has been fair enough to me is what I feel. Call it
my fortune or anything else, life just somehow come to me the way I wanted it. It
gave me the ability to choose the right set of people always. Mistakes? Yes, I did
make them. But the life on the other side never made me think of those wrong
choices I made in the due course. All this while, I have been taking life the
way it came. Curiosity, I tend to do a lotta things because I am too curious to
know what will happen if I did that, what will happen if I spoke to 'that'
particular person. I kept exploring myself in every possible way. I came so
far. But somewhere, down the gut I know I haven't made enough. What else do I do
now? I feel this crazy disturbance. One that doesn't let me sleep in peace, nor
gives me peace me peace when I am wide awake. It as if the whole world wants to
help me in their own little tiny way which is something i'm just not understanding.
Off lately, there is this one quote that probably sunk into me so deep, I still
wonder what does it have to do with me "I don’t wanna be rich, I don’t wanna
be famous, I don’t wanna be happy, I just wanna be great". I donno what to
decipher from it, but off lately it has been eating me up so much.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
being myself
Wonder what in the world am i doing here after almost 6
months. its surprising to see how everything has changed in the due course of
just 6 months. its just looks like yesterday and *swish* we are in a total
different era. a lot has changed in these 6 months. some for good, some for
better. i have been hit hard, but yeah it also gave me the strength to stay
stronger. They say the toughest part in life is not just moving away, but it is
the part when you work things out in such a way that you learn to live it. I haven’t
been a person who would understand or appreciate this part, but there always a
few ppl in life who always make you realize it isn't that tough if you just
happen to try.
I have lost a few things in this while, found much more indeed.
In short, it all comes down to what you truly want. Life is full of choices you
make for yourself, all you need is a different
perspective of seeing things. Who knows, the one who always heard to all your
sorrows may be the one person who can keep you happy.? I have indeed been a
very lucky person I ought to say. for I was gifted with world's best ppl. These
lil angels, came into my life. Wiped the tears off and stayed by side being my
best support. Every time I am sad, they *swish* their magic wand and peel out
the sorrow from within and on the floor, just the way the star dust does. Who would
possibly believe in angels.? I do, and may be its because I truly believe they
exist and they watch down upon me.
It has been a roller-coaster ride and I loved every moment. It
had both up's and down's. the best being the down's where constantly giving me
reasons to be more happy. Its Christmas today, I don’t really have anything to
ask to Santa this time. For I believe he has sent his favourite angel down to
earth just for me. sometimes I really wonder what did I ever do to deserve so
much.? Makes me wonder why did this angel choose to help me outta all people. And
like they say., when you find the only person who is so caring you undoubtedly end
up hurting that person. I have been a worse challeg he probably has ever seen
and it kinda makes me feel guilty now. none would ever want to hurt another
person intentionally, but sometimes it scares me if I'm pushing it too far.
P.S.:
Dear Santa,
He is my lucky charm and I do truly adore him for what he is.
Please see that I don’t end up hurting him more. Please.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Impressions..
You are no different than my shadow,
For you follow me all the way and make me believe I'm not alone.
Being the best part in one's life is difficult,
If it were any easy, everyone would do it.
You shared the brightest moments ,
Then you suddenly dissapear when I need you the most
Like they say People can change and so can a promise,
All we need to find, are the right people who
Can help us un-tie those knots that were left un touched
Stuffs break all the time,
The glass break,signal break,voices break, and so does the trust
Then we reach a stage where we eventually trust none but us
You wait till I am happy again,
then you walk back right into my life
and now it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.
And here I am, doing the things I said I wouldn't,
Running down the memory lane to re-capture every moment we spent.
You say all you want is another chance,
But this time I ain't giving in for nothing's ever gonna change..
*Sometimes we curse that even the good things are falling apart,
All we need to realize is that its for the better things to fall in together*
.
For you follow me all the way and make me believe I'm not alone.
Being the best part in one's life is difficult,
If it were any easy, everyone would do it.
You shared the brightest moments ,
Then you suddenly dissapear when I need you the most
Like they say People can change and so can a promise,
All we need to find, are the right people who
Can help us un-tie those knots that were left un touched
Stuffs break all the time,
The glass break,signal break,voices break, and so does the trust
Then we reach a stage where we eventually trust none but us
You wait till I am happy again,
then you walk back right into my life
and now it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.
And here I am, doing the things I said I wouldn't,
Running down the memory lane to re-capture every moment we spent.
You say all you want is another chance,
But this time I ain't giving in for nothing's ever gonna change..
*Sometimes we curse that even the good things are falling apart,
All we need to realize is that its for the better things to fall in together*
.
Friday, October 14, 2011
#8: Dreamscape
Note: This is my loongest post,sorry its the loongest story i have written.please don't curse me if you loose patience. but my special thanks if you stick with this till the very end. Happy reading :)
On the river side, she sat flipping stones into the waters to see the ripples they made. A Sudden rustle of leaves brought a shiver down her spine. Not realizing what she was doing, she took the wooden log which lay by side of her and threw in the direction she heard the rustle of dried leaves.
“What the heck are you doing? Trying to kill Me.?” shouted back a voice from the direction she threw the log of wood. Shocked and embarrassed at the same time, she slightly perked through the nearby bush. It was a guy, no she corrected. He was old enough to be called a man.
“Why on earth are you just staring like a dummy from that bush? Would you mind walking a little to help me outta this mess you put me into?” he screamed back at her very irritated this time. Feeling rather stupid of herself she went down to help him.
“I.. I’m.. I’m.. I’mreallyverysorryidin’tintendtodoallthistoyou.” She blurted out making it impossible to interpret what she was actually speaking.
He stared at her blankly. Calming down himself, “Err, are you an ALIEN?” he asked her. “You see, I don’t seem to understand what you are trying to speak.” Having said that he made her flush to a darker shade of red.
“Oh? No...No...No, I’m not an alien off course. I said I dint intend to do this to you.” She said looking at his fore head which had a deep bruise, which she was sure was because of the log she threw. “I’m sorry.” Shifting her focus to his eyes, she asked “Err. Does that thing hurt?” she asked pointing a finger on the bruise.
“You’re asking if THIS thing hurts? Oh no! Not at all. It’s just bleeding a little. It’s a normal thing. You please don’t worry”, He said in a sarcastic tone. She was surprised he had the nerve to speak to her this way. He didn’t seem to care who she was and that was something that surprised her the most.
“Oh shit! I didn’t mean to get you angry. Let me help you.” She said and reached to him. She led him towards the river where he cleaned the wounds with the ultra-clear water. “Please sit down for a while. You’ll feel better.”
As he sat down, she saw the person who didn’t seem to care who she was, a little closer. He looks handsome she noted. He had a long brown hair that came up to his shoulder, and his shoulders were broad and strong. She wanted to be caged in those strong arms forever. . He was tall, a little tanned due to the sun and he did have a good sense of humour. Later, Her eyes fell on his open bare chest through his shirt and she was sure she missed a heartbeat.
“What the heck are you staring at?” he asked the moment he realized she was looking at him. “Well, I am staring at you and wondering how annoying attitude you possess.” She replied with a tone that told him that she was satisfied with how she reacted.
“Never mind, since we are both here why not have a friendly conversation and sort this mess? Hie, this is Michel.” He said in an even tone with a smile that tore her apart.
“Hie Michel, Sharon here.” She greeted him and was surprised yet again when he showed no reaction. “Didn’t he really not recognize me?” she wondered. “Err, look I don’t intend to ask you this way but I am just curious. Don’t you really know who I am?” she finally asked.
“Eh, as a matter of fact, I very well know who are and what a sensation you are to the country.” When he didn’t get any reaction from the other end, he continued “Well, I guess we should better get going now. My cottage is nearby, you can join me if you have no problem” He said looking at the bag which he decided was her luggage, trying not to sound so out of control.
“How far is your so-called cottage? My legs are aching already!” She screamed back tired following him. Giving up, she sat beside a huge pine tree. “I can walk no more, Michel. I am a human and I need to rest.!”
“Fine mam. Let’s rest for ten minutes in here” having said that he sat facing her back. Staring at the stars that already planted themselves in the evening sky “This woman is going to kill me” he muttered to himself. “Did you say something?” She asked when she felt she heard him talk.
“Yeah, I told we must better start off. I don’t want to get stuck up in here in the dark.”
They walked for an hour before they finally reached his cottage. The cottage wasn’t huge but was sufficient enough to keep a dozen of them protected. She just loved the interiors she realized. It had an open sky lightning that showed the million stars that shined above them. The wall on the other side of the fire place was a glass that portrayed the woods behind it like scenery. The house was warm and welcoming. The rooms inside the cottage were a bigger surprise. They were all well-furnished with antique pieces with a mix of latest fashion. She loved the cottage even more now. “Who designed this whole cottage?” she wondered.
“Here, have this. You’ll feel better”, having said that he gave her the cup of hot chocolate. She took a sip of it but still remained silent. “Is something wrong?” he asked seeing her this calm.
He moved closer to her, close enough to feel her breath on his chest. “I...I’m f-fine.” She replied with a shiver in her voice. He noticed how tired she is, but at the same time he even noticed that she was deeply thinking something. He slipped his arms around her and let her face rest on his chest, “you’re safe in here red, nothing to worry. No wolf is goanna come and eat you till I’m in here”, he spoke so casually with a twinkle in his eye that it made her laugh.
She backed off from him with a jerk and walked towards the window to perk into the night sky. “I think we should sleep now. It’s late already”
“You mean Together?” he offered with the same smug on his face that it created a million dragons in her. “Get out you brat. I need to sleep.” She responded back with a sweet smile painted on her face. He raised his eyebrow but dint move. He was staring at her. Then slowly turned around and dismissed him from her room.
“She certainly does have a nerve” he muttered to himself as he walked towards his room. “Oh my god. She is just irresistible!” he thought as he remembered the way she looked.
Next morning Sharon got up hearing a howl of some animal. It frightened her so much yet she wanted to know what on earth it was. She walked out of the room towards the staircase to notice Mike with some animal in the lawn and his hands covered in blood. Petrified she dashed towards the main entrance. “What the heck are you doing to it? Oh my god, he is bleeding. And who is that man beside you? What did you-”
“Just shut up! Go and get the bag which is on the couch. RUN!” he shot back at her. She was left with nothing but follow his orders. She did what he said her do. Doing so she helped him in saving that creature she realized. Sharon was still in shock and she sat on the couch and was still staring at the white towel in which the wolf was wound.
He came and sat beside her after cleaning himself. When she stared at him with fear in her eyes he covered his hand over hers. “Do you think his leg will be ever fine?”, she asked still looking at the animal in front of her. “Boozo will be perfectly fine. Although I think he might have a problem with that leg.” He assured her. “Hm. That is a little better and Boozo? What an absurd name!” she thought but what she dint realize was she that, she was loud enough for him to understand.
“Oh yes sweetheart. He deserves a name for himself. Don’t yah think so?” he asked eyeing at her.
Just as she was about to respond, she saw the same man come by. He came closer to her and crossed her as if she never existed. He wasn’t old enough she noticed, must be a friend of Mike’s she concluded with how cool he reacted at the cottage.
“Hey Sharon, meet Billy. He is a very close friend of mine. And Billy, this is Sharon. She is a paying guest, here in my cottage for a few days.”
Billy looked at her and smiled, but he pulled Mike a little more closer and whispered something in his ear which she couldn’t hear no matter how hard she tried. Later, he just walked away leaving them both alone again.
Noticing her suspicious looks, “He asked me to take care of Boozo. He is very fond of it you see” he managed to cover up.
“Never mind. And what are you? A doctor?” she asked him and then found herself stupid when she saw the huge ‘plus symbol’ carved on the rock just outside the cottage.
“Yeah but not exactly. I’m a vet by profession. I come in here during vacations. It’s too calm and I still get to practice my work once in a while.” He said as he smiled. Seeing him smile she felt the same feeling coming back to life. She felt her heart miss a beat, yet again!
Rest of the day was just as calm as she expected it to be except for a few occasions when he tried to irritate the hell out of her coming up with weird ideas about ‘Boozo’.
She couldn’t believe she had been living in the cottage for a fortnight now. It somehow felt home now. She was cooking dinner in the kitchen as Mike was busy studying the wolf. She felt it right to cook something so as to make her useful enough. She wasn’t good at cooking for she never cooked for herself back in L.A. But here, now, she felt it right to cook something. Once she was done with the chicken and salad, Sharon arranged the table and went for a nice shower.
Once she was fully satisfied with the way she looked, she knocked the door of the study room where Mike was still studying the wolf. “Sorry for interruption. I just came by to tell you that the dinner is ready.” She said and vanished from the thin air. Mike kept staring at the closed door for a long time even after she left. “She looks stunning” he whispered to himself in the lonely room. Unable to control himself any longer he freshened up to join her for the dinner.
The room was dark and only light was from the candles she had planted across the room. The table was decorated with wild Daisies he noted. Then his eyes feel on the bottle of wine and the two glasses which rested beside it. A complete candle light dinner he concluded. The very thought gave a million butterflies to him. As he walked closer he noticed her. She wore a purple off-shoulder gown, that showed off every curve in the body. She had tied her hair into a bun and let the rest strands just fall on her face. She wore a very little make up he noticed. She shone golden due to the candle light and it made her look even more beautiful. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She sat beside the window and was staring at the stars that shone above. And the posture just made her look like an angel he thought to himself.
“Girl, you’re my angel” he muttered to himself as he strolled towards her. “Did you say something?” she asked when she couldn’t understand what he just spoke..
“Eh nothing. I just told that the table looks so-- beautiful. Let’s start the dinner then huh?” he finished the sentence and sat in his chair before he could lose control over his senses.
They sat and had the dinner very calmly with a very little discussion. He was compelled to look at her. And once he was done with the dinner, he walked away from her into his study. He couldn’t concentrate on what he was doing. She was still on his head. Not just head, but even heart. He sat down in his chair as he realised he was in love with Sharon.
He walked out of his study to rest very late, he had expected that she would have left by then. But he was wrong. She was still sitting by side the fire place as if waiting for him to return back to where he belonged. He strolled towards her in just three steps and stared at her eyes which were full of surprises. She seemed like an unsolved mystery to him. “Tell you what? Not just the table, even you look beautiful today” he admitted as she stood up to reach him. He placed his hands on her shoulder to bring her close to himself. He cupped her chin with one hand and brought her even closer to explore the magic she carried along. He opened her hair off the bun and dragged her closer to him by digging his hand into her red flaming hair. He drowned her with a deep kiss. When he wasn’t satisfied he kissed her again till he was convinced. “You look much beautiful with your hair open”, He whispered. He kissed her cheek, her fore head, her hair, he kissed the tip of her nose, kissed her down the throat and reached her neck where he showered a million kisses there. He moved his hands down her arm soothing them. He moved her slightly away from himself so he could see her better. She was shining golden due to the flames and it made her look adorable.
“I just love you so much” he whispered as he held her even close to himself.
She clunk herself onto her knight, “I love you too, Mickey” she whispered and pulled him into a passionate kiss. She began to speak and he kissed her again. He reached the hem of her gown, zapped the zip open and pooled it on the ground beneath her. He scooped her in his arms, and put her on the couch beside. “Let me look at you, red, I’ve waited for this moment since a week now.” He said drowning himself into the cool grey eyes.
"I want to touch you, Mickey, please” she began to plead him as she peeled his shirt off his body. She rested herself on his chest and held it there till she absorbed his smell and let it linger. She had been waiting to rest on him, feel his presence, his smell since the day she saw him the first time. She lifted herself to reach him, kissed his jaw along his throat, she nipped his ear as she dug her hands deep into his hair. “I wish make you the luckiest man alive” she whispered when he jerked her back and rolled onto her. “You’re already making me one, red.” She said as he nudged her. He framed her face with his hands and crushed his lips into hers into a passionate kiss.
She leaned back from to face him. She stared directly into his eyes “I want you to make love to me” she spoke in a voice which was no less than a whisper.
“Are you sure, red? There is no going back.” He warned.
“I’m never sure about anything more than this. I’ve wanted you more than I ever wanted anyone in my life. Mickey, please.” She pleaded hoping he would listen to her. He hugged her close and buried himself in her hair. He touched and teased each and every inch of her. Passionately, he made love to her to quench the thirst they both carried along all this while.
Tired she rested herself in his arms. She looked at him with full of hope and satisfaction in her eyes. “There is something I need to confirm. Can I ask you, Sharon?” he said finally breaking the silence. He held her tight, his eyes suddenly went cold. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin? I could have hurt you, red. When I realised I was shocked. Why dint you tell me?” he demanded. “Please don’t be angry, Mickey. I cannot take it. I never told you because I knew you would never touch me then. But tell you what, mickey? This is what I needed more than anything. I wanted it to be you, just you.” She said with a tear in her eye.
“I’m sorry if I get this wrong, but how is that your relation with Jimmy has never involved sex in it?”
“Yes. I was in a relation with Jimmy. But I am clever enough to choose what I want. You must understand the world we film stars live in, Mickey. Everything is for the sake of publicity, and so was my relation with Jimmy. Somewhere I knew we were not made for each other and so I never took the relation on a secondary basis.” She confessed
Shocked, and surprised with how he has to react, he dragged her and pulled her into a deep hug. “I just dint want to hurt you, red. Please don’t cry.” He pleaded her and buried himself in her hair. She hugged him and fell asleep on his shoulder. He wasn’t sleepy for He was thinking something very deeply. His focus fell on her again, and noticed the way she felt secure in his arms. He stroked her hair, kissed her hair comforting both of them. Getting up to see her beside him was what he wanted more than anything else in his life he realised. “You’re my angel, red, and now I’ll make you mine, I promise you” he whispered into her ear. He slowly lifted her making sure he doesn’t wake her up and placed her carefully on the pillow. He stared outside the window and suddenly everything became clear to him. He understood what he has to do, he dashed towards the bed, kissed her on her forehead and vanished from there.
She opened her eyes and let the morning sun absorb her. She felt awesome after ages she realised. “Mickey, trust me I haven’t slept this peacefully in weeks. And it’s all because of--”, she stopped mid-way when she dint find him around. He must be downstairs she concluded and began to go in that direction. When she reached downstairs, she realised he wasn’t anywhere. Confused, she gave him a call but a shiver ran down her spine when he rejected the call. “Why is he rejecting my calls?” she asked to herself. A closer look around the cottage and she noticed a document lying on the table. She went and looked at it. Shocked, she felt her world shatter around her. He was planning to transfer the cottage and its responsibility to someone else. Even the wolf wasn’t in his study anymore. He was planning to leave this place she thought to herself. Then she remembered his reaction when he realized that she was a virgin. “He never liked me. And now he fled so that he doesn’t have to face Me.”
“Oh my god! What have I done? Gave my heart away to someone who doesn’t even want it?”. She cursed herself and cried her hearts out. He was someone so dear to her before six hours. But now, her world turned upside down. Tears of shame and embarrassment swept her face. Fact that he just walked on her, made her feel even worse. She sat on the couch, crumbled into a ball. She was deeply thinking about what she would do with her life. She had left her life back at L.A to lead a new one. She wanted to give her life a second chance. She had a successful career as an upcoming actress. Then why did she leave it all to come and here? She remained calm for the rest of the day. She did not have the energy left to cook lunch nor was she hungry enough to prepare dinner for herself. Weeping, she finally fell asleep and escaped into a world of un-easiness…
It was the third night she had spent in the cottage, and mike had still not returned. She got up finally because of the bright sun light that directly fell on her eyes getting her back to reality. She packed her stuffs, wrote a small letter, and put it on the table beside. She began to walk towards the same river from where this all began.
As Mike entered the cottage, it was awfully silent and that scared him the most. He reached the table and picked up the letter she had addressed on his name…
“Mickey,
I never wanted things to end up this way between us. Somewhere I trusted that we were meant to be there for each other. I fought with my life once when Jimmy left me, struggled harder to get back to the position where I stand now. I guess trusting people blindly is one of my weak traits. But now, things are different. What I feel for you now is beyond you can ever imagine. I never can imagine I would fall this deeply in love with anybody else. I am not blaming you Mike, because relations are never one-sided. And yeah I noticed that you’re transferring this cottage to somebody. If that’s because of me, please don’t do that. I’ll leave you to your happiness.
Good bye mickey.
P.S: I’ll miss you.”
Hot tears strolled through his helpless eyes and wet his cheek. “Even I love you, red. I really do.” he said as he sobbed into the letter. “I need to find her. She just can’t leave me this way and go” he decided. “But where?” Events in the past week haunted him. He was so happy three days back. Now he wanted all those back. He wanted her. And then he felt he knew where exactly she might go but hoped she would still be there.
He dashed through the cottage door, along the bushes and trees. He tumbled but dint care about what the pain it caused. His mental pain was dominating his physical pain. He had to meet her, tell her what she means to him and get her back into his life. She had changed his life and brought a new meaning to it. She made his life look more colourful and now he couldn’t stand to see those colours fade away. He covered the woods in an hour to reach the spot where he found her for the first time. He saw her again. She was still there. She was sitting beside the river, tears rolling down her cheek. Seeing her sad and helpless ripped his heart. He cursed himself for having hurt her.
“Hey!” he shouted so that she notices his presence. “What the heck are you thinking you’re doing?” he demanded and held her tight, digging his nails into her shoulder not caring that he was hurting her. “You run away another time, and I will make sure that you’ll see how worst I can be!”
Anger, pain, and betrayal swept her through varied emotions. “Who the hell are you to tell me what I am supposed to do with my life? Just leave me alone.” She shouted unable to control the anger she had in her. “You come along when you wish, go away when you feel you don’t need me. I am a goddamn human with feelings! Anyways. I am done. I am leaving. Enjoy your life.” Having said that, she tried to walk away.
He had already ruined it all for himself he realized. He dint understand what he has to do so she would stop and listen to what he has to say. “Fine, you can go if you want to. But before that, please listen to what I am saying. Here, take this.” Having said that, as he handed her a document.
“What is this?” she demanded before she even opened it.
“This is the transfer document of the cottage. Like you predicted, I was planning on transferring it. But it is only half the story. I need your signatures in it and it will be done.” He said with an assured smile.
“Excuse me? Why do you need my signatures in them?” she asked horrible confused now.
“These are the transfer papers for transferring the ‘Dreamscape cottage’ from “Mr.Ronnald Stevenson” to “Mr.Michel Stevenson and his wife Mrs.Sharon Stevenson. It is a wedding present from Mr.Stevenson to his wife” he replied with a twinkle in his eyes.
“What the hell are you--” she squeaked in painful surprise when Michel lured forward and wrapped her tight in his arms.
“I love you, red.” He said kissing her forehead and held her tight to himself. “When I got up in the morning that day, first thing I wanted was to see you as my wife. I wanted every morning in my life to be as beautiful as that day, and it will only be if you’re mine.”
“But… But…BUT YOU NEVER RETURNED!” she burst out as hot tears found their way down her eyes.
Her eyes were swollen as she did nothing past few days than cry. She wanted to die rather that live a life without him. As he looked at her close, he realised how pale she had turned. “I never expected this twist in the tale, red. Trust me. I had to tell my dad about you and I had to get the signatures from him and usually it’s just an hour from here. But there was an un-expected landslide and so I couldn’t come here. I would never want to leave you alone this way, and when I noticed you were not there when I came by today, it tore me apart.” He said as he held out his palm and rested it on her cheek.
“Michel” she began to speak but was again interrupted when he pulled her into a heart smelting kiss.
“I wanna get married to you, red. Tell me you’ll marry me. I wish to make you the happiest woman on earth. I wish to make babies with you. I wanna grow old with you, sweetheart.” He said playing with her hair.
“Oh my god Michel! Babies!” She said thrilled by the thought of it. Suddenly she found her life arranging itself back in the place. This is what she had ever craved for. A person who loves her more than anything else, a life she would lead with him and the children they would make together. To love, and be loved in return was all she ever wanted. And now, she could see it all zap back to reality...
“Yeah honey, babies. You want it right?” he asked her, nudging her neck with his nose, as if he knew what she would answer
“Hm... I want all of it. Mike? I wanna go home. Please take me home.” She said hugging him tight to herself.
“Home? You mean you wanna get back to L.A?” he asked a little confused.
“Uh-huh. ‘My home’ is where you live. Take me to the cottage, dear” She replied as he scooped her in his arms and rained kisses all over her face.
“So is that a ‘yes’, red?” he asked her, teasing her slightly.
“Hm... let me think” She replied as she linked her fingers around his neck. “It off course is a YES” she said touching his lips with hers.
“Remember when Billy came by to our place, he whispered something in my ear? He told me that, ‘Love of your life is standing right in front of you. So don’t ever lose her’. I merely lost you today, but I guess I got lucky” he told her as he carried her all the way back home.
On the river side, she sat flipping stones into the waters to see the ripples they made. A Sudden rustle of leaves brought a shiver down her spine. Not realizing what she was doing, she took the wooden log which lay by side of her and threw in the direction she heard the rustle of dried leaves.
“What the heck are you doing? Trying to kill Me.?” shouted back a voice from the direction she threw the log of wood. Shocked and embarrassed at the same time, she slightly perked through the nearby bush. It was a guy, no she corrected. He was old enough to be called a man.
“Why on earth are you just staring like a dummy from that bush? Would you mind walking a little to help me outta this mess you put me into?” he screamed back at her very irritated this time. Feeling rather stupid of herself she went down to help him.
“I.. I’m.. I’m.. I’mreallyverysorryidin’tintendtodoallthistoyou.” She blurted out making it impossible to interpret what she was actually speaking.
He stared at her blankly. Calming down himself, “Err, are you an ALIEN?” he asked her. “You see, I don’t seem to understand what you are trying to speak.” Having said that he made her flush to a darker shade of red.
“Oh? No...No...No, I’m not an alien off course. I said I dint intend to do this to you.” She said looking at his fore head which had a deep bruise, which she was sure was because of the log she threw. “I’m sorry.” Shifting her focus to his eyes, she asked “Err. Does that thing hurt?” she asked pointing a finger on the bruise.
“You’re asking if THIS thing hurts? Oh no! Not at all. It’s just bleeding a little. It’s a normal thing. You please don’t worry”, He said in a sarcastic tone. She was surprised he had the nerve to speak to her this way. He didn’t seem to care who she was and that was something that surprised her the most.
“Oh shit! I didn’t mean to get you angry. Let me help you.” She said and reached to him. She led him towards the river where he cleaned the wounds with the ultra-clear water. “Please sit down for a while. You’ll feel better.”
As he sat down, she saw the person who didn’t seem to care who she was, a little closer. He looks handsome she noted. He had a long brown hair that came up to his shoulder, and his shoulders were broad and strong. She wanted to be caged in those strong arms forever. . He was tall, a little tanned due to the sun and he did have a good sense of humour. Later, Her eyes fell on his open bare chest through his shirt and she was sure she missed a heartbeat.
“What the heck are you staring at?” he asked the moment he realized she was looking at him. “Well, I am staring at you and wondering how annoying attitude you possess.” She replied with a tone that told him that she was satisfied with how she reacted.
“Never mind, since we are both here why not have a friendly conversation and sort this mess? Hie, this is Michel.” He said in an even tone with a smile that tore her apart.
“Hie Michel, Sharon here.” She greeted him and was surprised yet again when he showed no reaction. “Didn’t he really not recognize me?” she wondered. “Err, look I don’t intend to ask you this way but I am just curious. Don’t you really know who I am?” she finally asked.
“Eh, as a matter of fact, I very well know who are and what a sensation you are to the country.” When he didn’t get any reaction from the other end, he continued “Well, I guess we should better get going now. My cottage is nearby, you can join me if you have no problem” He said looking at the bag which he decided was her luggage, trying not to sound so out of control.
“How far is your so-called cottage? My legs are aching already!” She screamed back tired following him. Giving up, she sat beside a huge pine tree. “I can walk no more, Michel. I am a human and I need to rest.!”
“Fine mam. Let’s rest for ten minutes in here” having said that he sat facing her back. Staring at the stars that already planted themselves in the evening sky “This woman is going to kill me” he muttered to himself. “Did you say something?” She asked when she felt she heard him talk.
“Yeah, I told we must better start off. I don’t want to get stuck up in here in the dark.”
They walked for an hour before they finally reached his cottage. The cottage wasn’t huge but was sufficient enough to keep a dozen of them protected. She just loved the interiors she realized. It had an open sky lightning that showed the million stars that shined above them. The wall on the other side of the fire place was a glass that portrayed the woods behind it like scenery. The house was warm and welcoming. The rooms inside the cottage were a bigger surprise. They were all well-furnished with antique pieces with a mix of latest fashion. She loved the cottage even more now. “Who designed this whole cottage?” she wondered.
“Here, have this. You’ll feel better”, having said that he gave her the cup of hot chocolate. She took a sip of it but still remained silent. “Is something wrong?” he asked seeing her this calm.
He moved closer to her, close enough to feel her breath on his chest. “I...I’m f-fine.” She replied with a shiver in her voice. He noticed how tired she is, but at the same time he even noticed that she was deeply thinking something. He slipped his arms around her and let her face rest on his chest, “you’re safe in here red, nothing to worry. No wolf is goanna come and eat you till I’m in here”, he spoke so casually with a twinkle in his eye that it made her laugh.
She backed off from him with a jerk and walked towards the window to perk into the night sky. “I think we should sleep now. It’s late already”
“You mean Together?” he offered with the same smug on his face that it created a million dragons in her. “Get out you brat. I need to sleep.” She responded back with a sweet smile painted on her face. He raised his eyebrow but dint move. He was staring at her. Then slowly turned around and dismissed him from her room.
“She certainly does have a nerve” he muttered to himself as he walked towards his room. “Oh my god. She is just irresistible!” he thought as he remembered the way she looked.
Next morning Sharon got up hearing a howl of some animal. It frightened her so much yet she wanted to know what on earth it was. She walked out of the room towards the staircase to notice Mike with some animal in the lawn and his hands covered in blood. Petrified she dashed towards the main entrance. “What the heck are you doing to it? Oh my god, he is bleeding. And who is that man beside you? What did you-”
“Just shut up! Go and get the bag which is on the couch. RUN!” he shot back at her. She was left with nothing but follow his orders. She did what he said her do. Doing so she helped him in saving that creature she realized. Sharon was still in shock and she sat on the couch and was still staring at the white towel in which the wolf was wound.
He came and sat beside her after cleaning himself. When she stared at him with fear in her eyes he covered his hand over hers. “Do you think his leg will be ever fine?”, she asked still looking at the animal in front of her. “Boozo will be perfectly fine. Although I think he might have a problem with that leg.” He assured her. “Hm. That is a little better and Boozo? What an absurd name!” she thought but what she dint realize was she that, she was loud enough for him to understand.
“Oh yes sweetheart. He deserves a name for himself. Don’t yah think so?” he asked eyeing at her.
Just as she was about to respond, she saw the same man come by. He came closer to her and crossed her as if she never existed. He wasn’t old enough she noticed, must be a friend of Mike’s she concluded with how cool he reacted at the cottage.
“Hey Sharon, meet Billy. He is a very close friend of mine. And Billy, this is Sharon. She is a paying guest, here in my cottage for a few days.”
Billy looked at her and smiled, but he pulled Mike a little more closer and whispered something in his ear which she couldn’t hear no matter how hard she tried. Later, he just walked away leaving them both alone again.
Noticing her suspicious looks, “He asked me to take care of Boozo. He is very fond of it you see” he managed to cover up.
“Never mind. And what are you? A doctor?” she asked him and then found herself stupid when she saw the huge ‘plus symbol’ carved on the rock just outside the cottage.
“Yeah but not exactly. I’m a vet by profession. I come in here during vacations. It’s too calm and I still get to practice my work once in a while.” He said as he smiled. Seeing him smile she felt the same feeling coming back to life. She felt her heart miss a beat, yet again!
Rest of the day was just as calm as she expected it to be except for a few occasions when he tried to irritate the hell out of her coming up with weird ideas about ‘Boozo’.
She couldn’t believe she had been living in the cottage for a fortnight now. It somehow felt home now. She was cooking dinner in the kitchen as Mike was busy studying the wolf. She felt it right to cook something so as to make her useful enough. She wasn’t good at cooking for she never cooked for herself back in L.A. But here, now, she felt it right to cook something. Once she was done with the chicken and salad, Sharon arranged the table and went for a nice shower.
Once she was fully satisfied with the way she looked, she knocked the door of the study room where Mike was still studying the wolf. “Sorry for interruption. I just came by to tell you that the dinner is ready.” She said and vanished from the thin air. Mike kept staring at the closed door for a long time even after she left. “She looks stunning” he whispered to himself in the lonely room. Unable to control himself any longer he freshened up to join her for the dinner.
The room was dark and only light was from the candles she had planted across the room. The table was decorated with wild Daisies he noted. Then his eyes feel on the bottle of wine and the two glasses which rested beside it. A complete candle light dinner he concluded. The very thought gave a million butterflies to him. As he walked closer he noticed her. She wore a purple off-shoulder gown, that showed off every curve in the body. She had tied her hair into a bun and let the rest strands just fall on her face. She wore a very little make up he noticed. She shone golden due to the candle light and it made her look even more beautiful. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She sat beside the window and was staring at the stars that shone above. And the posture just made her look like an angel he thought to himself.
“Girl, you’re my angel” he muttered to himself as he strolled towards her. “Did you say something?” she asked when she couldn’t understand what he just spoke..
“Eh nothing. I just told that the table looks so-- beautiful. Let’s start the dinner then huh?” he finished the sentence and sat in his chair before he could lose control over his senses.
They sat and had the dinner very calmly with a very little discussion. He was compelled to look at her. And once he was done with the dinner, he walked away from her into his study. He couldn’t concentrate on what he was doing. She was still on his head. Not just head, but even heart. He sat down in his chair as he realised he was in love with Sharon.
He walked out of his study to rest very late, he had expected that she would have left by then. But he was wrong. She was still sitting by side the fire place as if waiting for him to return back to where he belonged. He strolled towards her in just three steps and stared at her eyes which were full of surprises. She seemed like an unsolved mystery to him. “Tell you what? Not just the table, even you look beautiful today” he admitted as she stood up to reach him. He placed his hands on her shoulder to bring her close to himself. He cupped her chin with one hand and brought her even closer to explore the magic she carried along. He opened her hair off the bun and dragged her closer to him by digging his hand into her red flaming hair. He drowned her with a deep kiss. When he wasn’t satisfied he kissed her again till he was convinced. “You look much beautiful with your hair open”, He whispered. He kissed her cheek, her fore head, her hair, he kissed the tip of her nose, kissed her down the throat and reached her neck where he showered a million kisses there. He moved his hands down her arm soothing them. He moved her slightly away from himself so he could see her better. She was shining golden due to the flames and it made her look adorable.
“I just love you so much” he whispered as he held her even close to himself.
She clunk herself onto her knight, “I love you too, Mickey” she whispered and pulled him into a passionate kiss. She began to speak and he kissed her again. He reached the hem of her gown, zapped the zip open and pooled it on the ground beneath her. He scooped her in his arms, and put her on the couch beside. “Let me look at you, red, I’ve waited for this moment since a week now.” He said drowning himself into the cool grey eyes.
"I want to touch you, Mickey, please” she began to plead him as she peeled his shirt off his body. She rested herself on his chest and held it there till she absorbed his smell and let it linger. She had been waiting to rest on him, feel his presence, his smell since the day she saw him the first time. She lifted herself to reach him, kissed his jaw along his throat, she nipped his ear as she dug her hands deep into his hair. “I wish make you the luckiest man alive” she whispered when he jerked her back and rolled onto her. “You’re already making me one, red.” She said as he nudged her. He framed her face with his hands and crushed his lips into hers into a passionate kiss.
She leaned back from to face him. She stared directly into his eyes “I want you to make love to me” she spoke in a voice which was no less than a whisper.
“Are you sure, red? There is no going back.” He warned.
“I’m never sure about anything more than this. I’ve wanted you more than I ever wanted anyone in my life. Mickey, please.” She pleaded hoping he would listen to her. He hugged her close and buried himself in her hair. He touched and teased each and every inch of her. Passionately, he made love to her to quench the thirst they both carried along all this while.
Tired she rested herself in his arms. She looked at him with full of hope and satisfaction in her eyes. “There is something I need to confirm. Can I ask you, Sharon?” he said finally breaking the silence. He held her tight, his eyes suddenly went cold. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin? I could have hurt you, red. When I realised I was shocked. Why dint you tell me?” he demanded. “Please don’t be angry, Mickey. I cannot take it. I never told you because I knew you would never touch me then. But tell you what, mickey? This is what I needed more than anything. I wanted it to be you, just you.” She said with a tear in her eye.
“I’m sorry if I get this wrong, but how is that your relation with Jimmy has never involved sex in it?”
“Yes. I was in a relation with Jimmy. But I am clever enough to choose what I want. You must understand the world we film stars live in, Mickey. Everything is for the sake of publicity, and so was my relation with Jimmy. Somewhere I knew we were not made for each other and so I never took the relation on a secondary basis.” She confessed
Shocked, and surprised with how he has to react, he dragged her and pulled her into a deep hug. “I just dint want to hurt you, red. Please don’t cry.” He pleaded her and buried himself in her hair. She hugged him and fell asleep on his shoulder. He wasn’t sleepy for He was thinking something very deeply. His focus fell on her again, and noticed the way she felt secure in his arms. He stroked her hair, kissed her hair comforting both of them. Getting up to see her beside him was what he wanted more than anything else in his life he realised. “You’re my angel, red, and now I’ll make you mine, I promise you” he whispered into her ear. He slowly lifted her making sure he doesn’t wake her up and placed her carefully on the pillow. He stared outside the window and suddenly everything became clear to him. He understood what he has to do, he dashed towards the bed, kissed her on her forehead and vanished from there.
She opened her eyes and let the morning sun absorb her. She felt awesome after ages she realised. “Mickey, trust me I haven’t slept this peacefully in weeks. And it’s all because of--”, she stopped mid-way when she dint find him around. He must be downstairs she concluded and began to go in that direction. When she reached downstairs, she realised he wasn’t anywhere. Confused, she gave him a call but a shiver ran down her spine when he rejected the call. “Why is he rejecting my calls?” she asked to herself. A closer look around the cottage and she noticed a document lying on the table. She went and looked at it. Shocked, she felt her world shatter around her. He was planning to transfer the cottage and its responsibility to someone else. Even the wolf wasn’t in his study anymore. He was planning to leave this place she thought to herself. Then she remembered his reaction when he realized that she was a virgin. “He never liked me. And now he fled so that he doesn’t have to face Me.”
“Oh my god! What have I done? Gave my heart away to someone who doesn’t even want it?”. She cursed herself and cried her hearts out. He was someone so dear to her before six hours. But now, her world turned upside down. Tears of shame and embarrassment swept her face. Fact that he just walked on her, made her feel even worse. She sat on the couch, crumbled into a ball. She was deeply thinking about what she would do with her life. She had left her life back at L.A to lead a new one. She wanted to give her life a second chance. She had a successful career as an upcoming actress. Then why did she leave it all to come and here? She remained calm for the rest of the day. She did not have the energy left to cook lunch nor was she hungry enough to prepare dinner for herself. Weeping, she finally fell asleep and escaped into a world of un-easiness…
It was the third night she had spent in the cottage, and mike had still not returned. She got up finally because of the bright sun light that directly fell on her eyes getting her back to reality. She packed her stuffs, wrote a small letter, and put it on the table beside. She began to walk towards the same river from where this all began.
As Mike entered the cottage, it was awfully silent and that scared him the most. He reached the table and picked up the letter she had addressed on his name…
“Mickey,
I never wanted things to end up this way between us. Somewhere I trusted that we were meant to be there for each other. I fought with my life once when Jimmy left me, struggled harder to get back to the position where I stand now. I guess trusting people blindly is one of my weak traits. But now, things are different. What I feel for you now is beyond you can ever imagine. I never can imagine I would fall this deeply in love with anybody else. I am not blaming you Mike, because relations are never one-sided. And yeah I noticed that you’re transferring this cottage to somebody. If that’s because of me, please don’t do that. I’ll leave you to your happiness.
Good bye mickey.
P.S: I’ll miss you.”
Hot tears strolled through his helpless eyes and wet his cheek. “Even I love you, red. I really do.” he said as he sobbed into the letter. “I need to find her. She just can’t leave me this way and go” he decided. “But where?” Events in the past week haunted him. He was so happy three days back. Now he wanted all those back. He wanted her. And then he felt he knew where exactly she might go but hoped she would still be there.
He dashed through the cottage door, along the bushes and trees. He tumbled but dint care about what the pain it caused. His mental pain was dominating his physical pain. He had to meet her, tell her what she means to him and get her back into his life. She had changed his life and brought a new meaning to it. She made his life look more colourful and now he couldn’t stand to see those colours fade away. He covered the woods in an hour to reach the spot where he found her for the first time. He saw her again. She was still there. She was sitting beside the river, tears rolling down her cheek. Seeing her sad and helpless ripped his heart. He cursed himself for having hurt her.
“Hey!” he shouted so that she notices his presence. “What the heck are you thinking you’re doing?” he demanded and held her tight, digging his nails into her shoulder not caring that he was hurting her. “You run away another time, and I will make sure that you’ll see how worst I can be!”
Anger, pain, and betrayal swept her through varied emotions. “Who the hell are you to tell me what I am supposed to do with my life? Just leave me alone.” She shouted unable to control the anger she had in her. “You come along when you wish, go away when you feel you don’t need me. I am a goddamn human with feelings! Anyways. I am done. I am leaving. Enjoy your life.” Having said that, she tried to walk away.
He had already ruined it all for himself he realized. He dint understand what he has to do so she would stop and listen to what he has to say. “Fine, you can go if you want to. But before that, please listen to what I am saying. Here, take this.” Having said that, as he handed her a document.
“What is this?” she demanded before she even opened it.
“This is the transfer document of the cottage. Like you predicted, I was planning on transferring it. But it is only half the story. I need your signatures in it and it will be done.” He said with an assured smile.
“Excuse me? Why do you need my signatures in them?” she asked horrible confused now.
“These are the transfer papers for transferring the ‘Dreamscape cottage’ from “Mr.Ronnald Stevenson” to “Mr.Michel Stevenson and his wife Mrs.Sharon Stevenson. It is a wedding present from Mr.Stevenson to his wife” he replied with a twinkle in his eyes.
“What the hell are you--” she squeaked in painful surprise when Michel lured forward and wrapped her tight in his arms.
“I love you, red.” He said kissing her forehead and held her tight to himself. “When I got up in the morning that day, first thing I wanted was to see you as my wife. I wanted every morning in my life to be as beautiful as that day, and it will only be if you’re mine.”
“But… But…BUT YOU NEVER RETURNED!” she burst out as hot tears found their way down her eyes.
Her eyes were swollen as she did nothing past few days than cry. She wanted to die rather that live a life without him. As he looked at her close, he realised how pale she had turned. “I never expected this twist in the tale, red. Trust me. I had to tell my dad about you and I had to get the signatures from him and usually it’s just an hour from here. But there was an un-expected landslide and so I couldn’t come here. I would never want to leave you alone this way, and when I noticed you were not there when I came by today, it tore me apart.” He said as he held out his palm and rested it on her cheek.
“Michel” she began to speak but was again interrupted when he pulled her into a heart smelting kiss.
“I wanna get married to you, red. Tell me you’ll marry me. I wish to make you the happiest woman on earth. I wish to make babies with you. I wanna grow old with you, sweetheart.” He said playing with her hair.
“Oh my god Michel! Babies!” She said thrilled by the thought of it. Suddenly she found her life arranging itself back in the place. This is what she had ever craved for. A person who loves her more than anything else, a life she would lead with him and the children they would make together. To love, and be loved in return was all she ever wanted. And now, she could see it all zap back to reality...
“Yeah honey, babies. You want it right?” he asked her, nudging her neck with his nose, as if he knew what she would answer
“Hm... I want all of it. Mike? I wanna go home. Please take me home.” She said hugging him tight to herself.
“Home? You mean you wanna get back to L.A?” he asked a little confused.
“Uh-huh. ‘My home’ is where you live. Take me to the cottage, dear” She replied as he scooped her in his arms and rained kisses all over her face.
“So is that a ‘yes’, red?” he asked her, teasing her slightly.
“Hm... let me think” She replied as she linked her fingers around his neck. “It off course is a YES” she said touching his lips with hers.
“Remember when Billy came by to our place, he whispered something in my ear? He told me that, ‘Love of your life is standing right in front of you. So don’t ever lose her’. I merely lost you today, but I guess I got lucky” he told her as he carried her all the way back home.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
#7
"Hello, how can I help you?", spoke a sweet voice on the other side.
"Sir, this is Aron. And I am just not finding a phone number to this place., can you please help me out?" ,
I said to the sweet voice
"Very well. Just let us know the place we'l try our best", spoke the voice in the same tone..
" Sir, doesn't this place 'heaven' have a phone number.?
you see mumma is there and its really late now..Even the street lights are switched on but she isn't back yet..
I'm very hungry and my dear lil tummy is growling bad and so i need her straight away..
Some where, i feel even dada wants her..
He doesn't temme but I know he misses her a lot,
because I see him cry sitting by side the fire place holding her photo.."
" Sir, are you there.? Can you please temme how far is this place.?
beacuse it is too late and mumma has to come home fast.
There are lotta things just outta place and only she can set them right.!"
"Sir, what is this place listed in ? can you please gimme the number or the address.?
because I am unable to reach the shelf to take the book where mumma wrote all the details and contacts,
you see I am just 6 years.."
"Sir..? Are you there.? why are you so silent.? please give me the number sir, i need my mum to fix many things here..",
I pleaded..
"Sir., please respond.. I am waiting for you. Are you crying, Sir.? Please dont, Sir..But, I dont undesrtand why you are crying.. Haven't I asked you poliete enough.? Because if i dint., my mum will scold me.I'm sorry, Sir"
"Don't be sorry kid. I cried because Even my mum's in Heaven, kid", reponded the person on the other side in a shaky voice..
"Oh I see.. I am sorry Sir.. I better call up the church to find it out then.. They sure must be having it..
Mumma tells they have an answer to all our questions. Please don't worry, sir.. I'l call you back to give the number.
Then you can call you'r mumma back..
Monday, August 22, 2011
#6
Sometimes, I wish I had some kind of a magic pill which would just dissolve each and every problem I have in a matter of seconds. But *sigh*, that’s something impossible and I am now getting to learn it. Being to one’s own self and not letting others know you’re in trouble is what most of us do. and being honest that’s what even I do. It was then i noticed a small piece of paper crumbled into a ball. I opened it, and it read " Best friends <3kane".. It kept me smiling for god knows how long.
“Bbbrr—Bbrrr-BBBRRR”, well that is exactly how my cell phone vibrates and tears all the thoughts back to reality if I don’t lift it in the very first ring. It was Kate. The way she responded told me it was something important and that she needed me. I immediately squeezed myself into the conversation to know what the hell was troubling her.
“How far would you go to in the name of love?”, she asked. The question stung me so hard that it actually made me think.
After a while all I managed to say her was, “ How long in the name of love.? I really dunno”. Still not getting where was heading this whole thing, I managed to drag the conversation a little while longer.
“Well it depends on how important that person is to you. And more than that it is important to know if that person feels the same with you.” I spoke in a rather calm voice.
“Well, then lets say he is the most important person to you in your life. And lets assume even he has a soft corner for you. Then.? Would you risk falling in love with him Clair.?” She asked me
The questions she asked me made me think on the subject more and more even though I dint want to swim in the river of emotions she laid. “ Kate, would it be fine if I answer you after a while.? I need to finish my works” I told and put the receiver down as if trying to run away from something that relates me to it.
I tried putting myself in my friend’s position and then tried to imagine and figure the whole stuff out. Had I had a best friend who supposedly cares for me more than anyone else would, a person who tries to keep me in a line without wounding my high aspiring wings, a person who will be there for me when I need him the most and yeah he exactly knows how to deal with my mood swings. “What would I do”, if I were her I thought.
The wind blew so gently that the night sky slowly lead me to sleep with nature singing its own lullaby. Hugging the quilt rather more closer to myself I feel deeper into sleep. I dreamt of Kane. He was my best friend in the senior year. We would always sneak out to have ice-creams late at night or go out for long walks where all we is chat. He was someone who used to know me better than I knew my self and he left no chances to bash me when he felt i needed one. I still remember the way he used to tease me, that brat never left any chance of teasing me. he used to tell me about his disaster dates and we would have awesome fun bitching about them. we have had some very good memories together but we also had some bitter memories. I knew he likes me the same way I do. but it was a mutual feeling which neither of us felt like taking on a level higher. I liked him, and I knew deep inside even he liked me. he liked me more than I can ever express. We kinda liked the feeling more. When you know the other person likes you the way you like him, you feel the world sings along with you. But we were scared to put our feelings out.
The tiny dew drops that condensed due to the chilled atmosphere drifted me back to reality. I still don’t know the reason why we never expressed the feelings out to each other. May be we just liked it that way. But who knows may be things would have been better which I just dared to tell him the truth back then. May be I would have enjoyed being in a relation with a person who would care for me more than I care for myself. But the reality is far bitter. He is far away in North Carolina and I kinda have no contacts with him now. I donno if he still has those same feelings for me which he once had.
Suddenly, as if understanding what I had to do, I called Kate up. She was still awake waiting for my call.
“Kate,if you really like him go how ever far it takes to just get him, don’t do the mistake I did ” I told without realizing what I was saying. “ I wish I was this stronger back then” I sighed.
“Clair, I knew you would say this. And there is something I need to tell you. Please don’t kill me.!” spoke the voice on the other side rather more excitdly than i expected it to be."I told you she still loves you.!" she screamed to someone i dint know
Confused I began to wonder what she really meant. “Kate, I don’t understand. What the hell are you speaking.? and who the hell is with you?"
“Sweetheart, I love you.I love you so much Clair” spoke a voice which I bealy recognized and then dumb struck I slipped the phone off its hook.. the phone kept swinging in the mid-air. It was Kane I realized suddenly and grabbed the phone rather more tight.
“Yes its me, I nearly lost you once and I don’t intend to repeat myself again. I want you for myself ,Clair and I am no fool to lose you this time.” Spoke the voice on the other end.
Dumbstruck, eyes wide open I was unable to belive my good luck would ever bump this way.The only guy i ever loved, my Kane is back.? Am i dreaming.? “Can we meet?” were the only words that came out without any further thoughts.
“In no time honey” was all I heard before the phone went dead and he was there outside my door bent on one knee with beautiful orchids in this hand…….
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