Watching him simmer the bunch of memories was making my heart cry. The thought that he is a heartless man hovered around in my mind. He has no importance for memories, but I can't let him destroy all the memories which are close to my heart. Snatching back my diary from him I ran back downstairs, being agitated, unhappy and hopeless, without turning back to see his stern and shameless face keen to provide pain to others.
It was an early morning day and I must go back to doing all the chores since from now onwards I am responsible for all the chores I can’t commit a mistake and invite any other punishment levied upon me. The silent dark villa was now beautifully lightening up with natural lights filling each and every space. Light has eroded all the existing evitable darkness. Starting with the mopping and cleaning, ensuring the cleanliness I was done with one work. After finishing it, taking support of sofa I leaned back stretching myself. I am quite tired, the work was not
“Mom had I knew it earlier that he is going to be married to Tristan the boy I loved since childhood, the billionaire, I would have never let her marry him. It is all because of you, they were here for me, if you wouldn’t have said a freaking lie that I am suffering from a cancer I would have married to him instead of that douchebag, I hate her for snatching my destiny. He might have been relaxing and enjoying a luxurious life living in that mansion living owning the world most handsome husband. It’s all because of you.” Mariah was frantic since the day she got to knew that her step sister who has been married forcefully is married to none other than Deven their childhood friend. He was the one Mariah had an eye upon. He always wanted to have him as his best friend but he would always be mad for Selene. That’s also a reason behind her hatred for her sister, since then she hated her for claiming all those things which were most dear to her heart. Had it be Deven or Dad's love
******* The irony of life is that here the good one suffers and the devil rejoices. ******* “Twinkle” A single name brought a roller roster ride of emotions and memories for him, this name meant the world for him. Since the day he left the town after the tragedy which had befallen on his family and mainly him he has shirked all the things, his happiness, his desire, his emotions and everything related to his past and older self became just like some trash for him. After all what he had seen, and has undergone after his mother death, he had no emotions left to spare for this brutal society, he became emotionless and rigid like a rock. Probably this is the reason he always remained stern as a tall tree and still as the sea which had the thousands of waves stored inside causing a havoc, but none of them visible or predictable on the shore. “Twinkle!” This is the name he crafted for her, he would call her Twinkle because of her love
****Alas, that love, so gentle in her view, should be so tyrannous and rough in proof.-Shakespeare****His hand curled in her twirly locks, the heat of intimacy evaporated between the two reaching the intruder, the third person witnessing the scene from behind the wall to the alley. The drops of turbulent emotions sat at the brim of her dull blue eyes, which seems to have seen the pain of generations in a single moment. Mariah's flush pink face cupped by his palm while the lips met eagerly, it felt they were long time companions. Such a intimacy, and acquaintance, this familiarity arrives after a long stretched period of friendships and what not. Am I in the wrong place, or am I stuck in a completely wrong world?Earlier the happiness and joy of unexpected goodness received and a hope that things will soon turn fine clouded my mind with false hope. Similar to fog in the woods on cold nights which looks fiery in the night but as streaks o
******The war of existence in this world is not any easy one , but the war to register your place in the world which belongs to you and still disguised from you is all together more difficult. ****** " Why were you talking with that boy? He is not good at character. " The boy in his fifteens, with round copper brim spectacles, a thin, bean pole boy, with flush pink cheeks which had turned unique shade of magenta at the boiling blood and anger. After all he was searching for her bestie in whole school and he ended up founding her in canteen with Glen. (The anger remains same, he is still possessive about his belongings, now even quite more possesive.) "How could you predict things, are you an Astrologer? . " Selene aka Twinkle giggled. The smile lively and auspicious. Patting him on his chest, making him shift a little. She giggled more, saying "Look I am stronger than you. Build some muscles. "Little Deven and his ske
******* The layers of disguise will soon be uncovered; when the dust is being removed the sparkle manifolds. ******* Eyes looked more lively, the weight of glasses is now being removed, she was never in need of wearing those big round glasses but for the sake to hide away her beauty from the whole world, she resorted to this awful choice. Her skin shined fresh and bright, as if it was breathing life and freedom after year's, the heavy layer of horrible make up was now wiped off clean. Taking out those rabbit teeths from her mouth she adored the figure standing in front of her in the mirror. The same girl she would occasionally see after removing the make up. She has spent so many years wearing this horrendous makeover, she made it a part of her life to an extent that she has started resonating with Selene. She took all of it for real and accepted all what the world called ugliness as if she is born with the same outer features which she has to fake.
***** What is yours will come back to you now or later, but what is not yours is never yours. ***** "Selene, so destiny had us again on the same path." Allen was standing in front of me, he hadn't changed a bit, same smile, same lively aura and that cheerful attitude. "Allen" I was about to walk towards him and was happy to see him, but then what I read in the newspaper striked back my mind. He kept me in disguise, he tried to keep me in oblivion, he never told me that he is a big businessman. When Alen and Tristan confronted each other, they behaved so normal and calm, as if they don't even know each other. Turning from him, I instead chose to walk straight and didn't paid any heed to his calls. "Selene, Selene, Hey I am talking to you. Hey! Stop." "Are you trying to ignore me? " He whined. "Ohh wait, attitude, you look so different, very different instead. You look altogether a new person. Have you
********* Among the millions of stars scattered around the sky, one or other breaks every minute, the shooting stars, the stars we make a wish from; making us realize that even if things are broken they could be beautiful and sacred. ********* ~Selene In front of me, there was a throng of people dancing, drinking, and having fun. Sieving through the dance floor my eyes gaped around scanning for just a single face; Deven aka my husband Tristan. He is the reason for my presence around here. Amidst such a stampede it was hard to figure him out, I scanned the whole dancing floor but he was no where to be seen. “Deven; I love you.” The voice was loud enough keeping in mind the intensity it was said aloud, the voice echoed the whole room. Following, the source of voice my eyes catched the culprit as well as the person I was looking for all around. There were they, extremely close and creepy. Shameless and spinless. There was Mariah, spinning on musi
******** The shields of lie, layer after layer seems so strong and impenetrable, but just a ray of light is enough to impregnate it into tiny pieces. ******** ~Selene "Yes, I know all of the things. I am able to say it aloud because it's me who knew all of the things and this only means one thing right!" I questioned. He kept numbed, I was trying to awaken his senses and adding to a tint of hope he showcased some emotions, some change of behaviour. Now, atleast he was ready to listen to me, he was opening his mind to know the truth. He stared at me with eyes hawking me for an answer. Mariah stood at other hand trembling and horrified after all it was clear to me that she has spoken some big lie to him, and now the fear of disclosing of her shameless lie was sending chill down her spine and the fear was clearly visible in form of drops of anxiety covering her forehead. "What the hell is this trick? How could you know all this? That's im