My Ramblings

The meet that had her head over heels in love without her even knowing about it! The one which made her believe it was okay to let life take control of her sometime. I  had so much to write ... This 33 word-limit can be cruel sometime. But, Stay tuned ... a lot more to come!  Check the before and after story here :  Episode 1      Episode 3 Link to Trifecta Homepage:  http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/

Her phone started ringing. It said,” Vishal calling”. A moment ago, she was almost mumbling to herself cursing him to stand her up again.  But, seeing his name flash, the first thing she said once she had her phone-mic near her mouth were, “Vishal, are you okay? Where are you?” The voice on the other side said, “Hi! I am not Vishal. It looks like Vishal is down on the ground, puking and is out of his senses. He had your number on speed-dial and that’s how I called you".” “Where are you? Can you please … tell me… where is he... are you?”, her voice started breaking. The guy on the phone said, “I am in Mid-town Bar, 500 meters south of the Hotel Trans-Scend on the BelAir Road.” And, within  seconds, she was out of the restaurant and inside her black sedan. She fed in the address into the GPS, and soon she was out of the parking lot and on the road making hasty turns. The road was clear, with almost no traffic, a surprise considering it was just a little late after 9. May be it ...

It was raining that day, I remember vividly. I had finally mustered up the courage because I knew the rain would have shaved-off every bit of it happening. It’s raining again, is it time for a new rebellion? 

She was overwhelmed with grief. Despite she tried really hard to not let the party fervor down. She had quite nicely masked her feelings from the moment she had entered the party-hall. She had made it all about him. Of course, he was the only one who mattered. With the elegant black dress on and keeping herself busy entertaining the guests, she was doing everything in her power to be the best hostess. She had retained her typical wide, innocent smile but to manage the lies with her eyes was getting difficult with each passing moment. She kept dodging all those piercing gazes that sliced into her eyes. Amidst the noises, she could hear the footsteps of his husband coming towards her. All she wanted at that time was a hug from him to assure her that everything was going to be alright. In seconds’ matter, he was standing in front of her. But, she was confused when she saw the contempt on his face. She almost had all her senses arrested when she heard him saying, “Could you infect ...

They were not just shoes! They were him, his soul, and his life; something that could never be severed from him. There was no life without them. So when it all happened, he could not accept that he might not be able to put his feet inside those shoes, may be never again. He would never have envisaged this as his life had he not been in the condition that he got wound up in. It was just like every other day. He had just come from work. Everyone waits for a new dawn, he was the only one who started his life around dusk; the time when he would put on his shoes and go on twirling on the toes of his right leg with the other leg just resting on it making a near spectacular 'four'. His arms first stretched outwards would lock to meet afterwards. None of the fingers would be straight or curled with the thumb pulled underneath the index finger but not touching. His limp hands would remain relaxed more like reflecting the way he would feel when he was on the floor pirouetting. But...

I wanted to thank the one person who designed this wallpaper, thank you so much because this is one of those wallpapers on my desktop which gives me an appeased sense that I won't need to maunder around searching for new wallpaper for quite some time. My personal favorite! It is pretty redundant to call myself the biggest fan but what the hell, I'm the biggest fan! I'm the biggest fan "Friends" can ever have! No need to mention why, it is pretty much self-explanatory. Even if I go on about that for some time, you might want to say, "Could you be any more original?", with Chandler's accentuation. Right, sorry, somewhere in my head I thought this was funny! Apologies if not!  I really don't know why I started on a topic like this but I felt like I owe it to "Friends" which kept me hanging by a string, provided me with some kind of goal in my life(even when it was just to watch it over and over again) when I had started to feel that ...