-------------------------------------------++++------------The night was young, for the very first time I was amused by the whole situation. Everyone someone tries to approach me I either jump on their foot, make them cry in anticipation or try to control their laughter.Because these were the men who used to say, women always need a man to be their guard and to help them out. While I like the idea of assisting each other what I do not like is when these men never expect that they can need help from women.I sighed, took a glass of red wine to my lips and thrust its content until my throat almost started burning.Maybe I am going with the flow and drinking a glass of red wine just to remove my anxious state and calm my nerves down.Maybe I should have always been this much braver in my entire life but I think about my past my childhood everything starts to become blurry.The fifth-grade girl appeared in front of my vision. Her hair was loose, her face was ghosted as she had been cryi
The aspect of life can change but what if we are not human any more? Will the perspective change too? There is something about the scenery that I was holding with my eyes. My penetrated eyes were locked in the motion to catch the glimpse of the sky and my younger self was still calling my name.But for what? When I am lying to the ground struggling to find my whereabouts.Does anyone know the perspective of the idea?Why some perspectives cannot change even when you try too hard to forget them.Maybe illusions are real too, and I am stuck in one of them."Will you wake up?' A tinted voice echoes in my mind.And my heart started throbbing again.Am I dreaming? What time it is? Why can't I open my eyes? "wake up, now!" I heard the voice again but then again it was too faint maybe I had crossed oceans while dreaming.Adrenaline rushed into me when a bucket of cold water was splashed onto me."Did you forget, you have an exam? Now hurry up, clean yourself, get dressed and try to do som
-----------------------------------------------------------------He is sitting right there in front of me holding my hand as if I am his lost child.He converses with my mother over call and then again regains his composure of giving silent treatments."let me go," I let out while breathing heavily. I was exhausted from the holds and a little afraid of this closeness. Whenever I look into his eyes, I remember the unexpected kiss received from him. May he burn in hell for stealing my first kiss."Sit down! We are going for a lunch," "Does my mother ask you to take me for lunch?" Sarcasm was dripping from my tongue."Do as I say," He gritted his teeth and started the car engine again.I rolled my eyes.What is this for? And why I would want to have lunch with him? Or anything with him?He is such a head man!! The worst kind! I stared at the outside window and the greenery on the other side.The weather was somehow strange too. My heart was not in good health and I could the river
_-----------------------------------------------+++----I know those forests that are strange to find in the night, or those oceans that hardly breathe even though they have crossed the Momentus of times.I know the summer behind the wall or the winter ready to escalate me on my fall.But there are some things which I am not aware of. The rain has stopped now, it is not falling on me any more. And I can see we both were drenched from water from head to toe. "You were always like this?" After a moment of silence, I heard him say.I ignored.I didn't care.I was still walking. And he was following me, trying to match my speed."Ms Jessica! Answer me," I didn't! I was fuming with anger and burning from head to toe. If I had to kill someone, he would be the first one to get killed by my own hands. "What do you mean that I was always like this?" "I mean selfish!" "Selfish?" For God's Sake, when I had shown him or anyone my selfishness? has he lost his mind?"What do you mean?" I
knowledge-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+Life works in two ways: when life throws pebbles at you, either you accept it and move on, or you stand there rigid, ready to fight until the pebbles stop being thrown at you.Am I making sense here?No, not! I didn't stop there to weep or to scold myself again; I just ran away. With too many people trying to take a glance at you, shrieking, your soul can be contaminated in an instant.I took the moment to run on the road, exploring my surroundings. After almost an hour passed, when I saw the hospital where I was born, it still looked old. Older than my soul or anybody else's.My kindergarten school was not where it used to be; maybe it had been demolished. All I can see; is a new cafe furnished with antique ornaments instead of my school. Suddenly, I had a craving to tell someone everything, I saw a fountain at the centre of the pond with a marvel of craftsmanship. Its water is arched and cascaded, creating a soothing symphony of tranquil
-------------------------------------------------------Glad? Pleased?Do these words even have a place in your dictionary?I wanted to say much more than I was anticipating in front of him. Sadly, nothing came out of my mouth.I was a little afraid of him. His tall figure and aura were something else at that time.The man who stood near me exuded an air of sophistication and elegance as he strode into the room when we reached our desired destination.His tailored suit commanded attention with every step. Draped over his broad shoulders was a sleek, charcoal grey jacket, impeccably fitted to accentuate his masculine frame.Beneath the jacket, a crisp white dress shirt hugged his torso. The shirt's collar, perfectly pressed and secured with a silver tie pin, framed his chiselled jawline, adding a touch of refinement to his already distinguished presence.His pants, a matching shade of charcoal grey, hung effortlessly from his waist, tailored to perfection and embracing his legs with pr
--------------------_----------------------------------Summer has the madness and winter has been the darkness. When combined they can make your thunder or bloom a new flower. My mind was blank, emptied to a certain point.When I was walking occupied by my thoughts I heard something. Three men were following me. All of them were wearing black clothes. Even their head wasn't visible. I increased my speed to check if they were truly behind me or if it was just in my mind.And they were following me. Okay, the scenario was enough to give me a mini heart attack.What should I do now?I can't beat them in this race.So, I did what was not expected of anyone to do in this situation. I opened my mouth without making any moment, "So cowards?? How are planning to murder me? Are you going to turn that knife inside my body? Or just choke me with the help of those silver chains?" They exchanged glances and were about to launch a bomb at me when a black Range Rover came near my vision. And
So yeah… The Girl Who has always been sure nothing wrong would happen to her. She is stuck! Just stuck with a man whom she hates in a goddamn area about which she knows nothing! And the guy, of course. He is not the action hero, not even the prince charming, just the ordinary guy who thinks he rules the world, but we all know the reality. And it hurts to see myself like this. I so wanted to jump in and take the guns out If I had them in my pockets. But I want to know what Mr Kapoor can do. Consider me an idiot if you do like me. I am not retired yet! “Did you listen to what I said, that you will do what I ask?” “I heard it a million times in the past ten minutes. Now, are you going to do something? Or are you just bluffing?”“Shut up, Ms. Jessica!” Before I could shoot him dead with my eyes, the lights went off. I could hear the sound of footsteps, the voice of distraction, or the words upside down. When I saw it, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Of course, the light was on this time