Courage

The lawyer showed the judge her earlier snaps. A beautiful and confident young lady the snaps portrayed. The girl in the snap was standing in front of him.
Speechless she stood. They spoke everything. The Cuts on her hands. The Bruises on her beautiful slender frame
Uneven blemish and white complexion.The Swelling under her eyes. Burnt cigarette marks on her face
She dint needed any proof to prove she was a victim of domestic violence.
Thought of ending this suffering penetrated her mind the day when he slapped her repeatedly for throwing his wine bottles. She was always conquered with fear. It took her a while to realize:
“You don’t need people, arms, ammunition in battle of life
but you need hell lot of courage to stand against the wrong”

Wounded

Burning with wrath
He thought of pulling knife on her

But you see
With a tinch of redness and droplets of moisture
She used biggest weapon : Her Eyes

Wounded he was with that bewailing look of hers again.

Awaken

It was raining heavily. The rain droplets falling from the window railings were sparkling because of street lights.
He picked up the falling drops and sprinkled on her face, she shivered and curl herself around his arms.. he with wide grin soothed her.. she felt his warmth..
A lightning strikes. And she is awaken from her sweet romantic dream.. Ohhh… She grins. What a sweet dream it was she thought.
she rubs her sleepy eyes.. and finds him in deep sleep on the adjoining sofa, with the laptop and all office papers surrounded..

Always his smirk smile had drawn her crazy, .. she leans forwards to arrange his papers.. carefully she removed them…
Turning the other side he grabbed hold of her hand “Love u Darling” he uttered and fell asleep again…
You Naughty she exclaimed..:) and removed her hand and rapped the blanket around him..

He even dint shutdown the laptop.. My Lazy Hubby she thought… she was closing all the applications one by one… the mailbox was still open…  
Her attention was caught by the meeting request’s subject lined as “Tomorrow @ Connaught Place”.. she got suspicious thoughts in her mind..
The second mail she saw was subject lined “Missing Her” .. she dint even read the mail.. She was now turning Red and losing Temper..
Third Mail subject lined “Connaught Place: Additional Arrangements Done” she was now completely taken aback…
she felt like crying anything… scolding him.. what was wrong with him she thought…
several thoughts occupied her mind.. is this the real Reason of he being late.. but whyyyy…
has he lost interest in me… is he really seeing someone else…
she was now “Awaken”..

The rain drops outside were silent now.. but her heart was crying aloud….

To be continued…

 

Infinite

Travelling back home was not great for her today… everything surrounding her was annoying her… in the local, many brushed her and apologized, many of them pushed, many of them crushed her feet without even noticing.. she travels daily.. a routine experience..  but it was not her day she thought.. everything irritating.. the sound of crying baby, the noise of rails, the chatter of the women’s.. the jokes of guys.. the horn of bikes… were just bothering her..  infinite world around…

the journey was too long she thought… with him she always found it like they just travelled for a min.. but each passing sec today was killing her.. she was finding them as years n years.. she was finding herself in a rush to reach home… she was choked.. but compose herself when she was at outskirts of her station… she walked hurriedly as if some one was following her.. someone was haunting her.. though she knew what it was…

soon she was home.. she closed the door.. “So finally we broke up” she reminded herself…
she splashed some water on her face.. freed her tight pony tail.. n then the episodes began in her mind again.. how he like her free-flowing hairs.. she was trying hard not to think of him.. she went 2 make coffee for herself.. she started pouring the hot coffee in the mug.. again she remember the day when he gifted the mug to her.. she went to change and made herself comfortable in the pink night-dress.. suddenly she heard a voice ” you pinky lover.. come out of d pink fever” she looked around but no one in the room.. his smile, his talks, his laughter, his anger, his looks and he himself were haunting her.. everywhere..

she eased herself in bed and broke down.. his infinite thoughts were invading her…
what was Infinite she thought  “the world around her or the world of her mind with his infinite thoughts everywhere“