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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.
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~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
******* Love to faults is always blind, always is to job inclined. Lawless, winged and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind. ~William Shakespeare. ******** "Leave him, I can't see you suffer like this. Look at you what you have become. This gloomy face, like a withered rose petals looks so indifferent to my eyes, where is the Selene I knew who was jolly, happy, loving, look at you what a pathetic condition you are in after living with him." Allen spoke, with deepest concern shining through his eyes, grasping my hands in between his hands he pressed and tried to a firm what he had mentioned. I was so affected by what happened just some seconds ago, that I was in no state to listen or understand a word. "Are you listening to me." He asked, to reassure, I just nodded not able muster back my energy to utter a word, it is truly said, emotional pain hurts more as compared to physical pain. When we are physic
The same gleam reflected back from his face, same sparkling eyes and the pale colourless face, what was different and unique was his smile, I never saw a smile on his face earlier. It seems as if withered flowers are sprinkled with life, lively and pleasant. “Where were you? I searched for you all around.” Saying this he held me tightly clenched to his chest, leaving no space to move. Blinking my eyes a few times, I tried to recapture the image in my head. “Deven” The recognition striked my mind, I am in the wrong room probably, I had to meet Allen. Allen, Allen…I called in dizziness, the mild faint voice escaped my larynx. I could recognise just one thing his face, his presence, the wrong place I was in. But still, Still, the person who always used to push me apart from him was holding me so close. As if he never wanted to be detached from me. Suddenly I have become someone of immense importance to him. “Leave me” It was me who resisted this time, it was me who no m
******** Life is the most surprising journey we are set into, there will come the turns that we least knew about. ******** ~Selene The moment I received the call and got to know about father's illness, instantly I was going to leave the hotel and just go and meet him as soon as possible. "His presence, his presence so near to me, the unholy state we were in, the weirdness in the air, and the in toxicity I could still smell, made me go clueless at how did we ended up here, in one room, locked together in a single room arms into arm. I was so close to him, I could have never thought of being so close to him, certainly not now when I was thinking of leaving him forever. I don't even know whether he is also as clueless as I am. I am dumbfounded and stunned. I could have at least talked to him, if I would have the time to discuss these weird things. But know I must go and see Dad, I am really worried about him. "Please God keep my D
***** Strong are those who keep their self esteem above anything, not fighting back and taking all the torments what comes in, and calling this outpaced preservance which is uneeded and harmful as ones strength is just a layer to deceive the weak and timid heart which don't knows to fight back. ***** “Selene” “Hey, Stop are you trying to ignore your husband. Don’t you know you are committing a blunder by doing this.” The pathetic voice striked my ears, it was, Mariah. The same pathetic, heartless soul. She was here speaking up for him as if Mr Mafia doesn’t own any voice of his own. He look more funnier, and less threatening I must accept. Now no longer his presence could scare me or send the similar chills down my nerves. I choose to ignore, in reaction I listened to splitting sound of chair and fast moving steps full of rage approaching me in anger. “Stop.” The voice was now very much audible and close, he came closer standin
***** There are a million thing to woe, the only need is to find just a solitary hope to shine and smile. ***** "When I got to know about your relationship and affair, to be true, I was very startled and worried. I never knew if my daughter has made a correct choice, after all she is still my little girl. I had always fulfilled her every wish, her mother blind love has made her very outward and tantrumatic. She would just made a wish and it was always fulfilled by hook or crook.So probably this time also she thought that she will be able to get her things done. We will conceed to all her wishes. But it can't be like this everytime!" Dad was talking to Mariah, and Tristan. I was now able to understand the matter and all the point of this discussion. But this knowledge was not helping me out rather rit broke me further, making me feel more and more vulnerable. "Mariah! You might have thought that it would very easy to get my word, and I wi
****** The absurdity of life, however hard and struggling the path is; the destination is far more stunning. ****** ~Selene To Dad the truth that behind the identity Tristan there is not anyone else but Deven, came like an unexpected thunderbolt. What was more unbelievable for him was the fact that he is here not for Selene but Mariah, the shocking proposal he had put forward to marry Mariah has just blown away his senses, the shock was clearly visible through his face expressions and his actions. He very well understand and knew that now his daughter Selene is married, he thought that probably Tristan and Twinkle might be a transient story of childhood which extinguished with time. He didn't have a far sighted idea of the hidden love blossoming in each others heart, and just because of the play of destiny all love is worth nothing but just pain and misunderstandings. He was totally unaware that he is discussing the mar
******** The power of love so talked and boasted about, is never seen but certainly felt. What is less popular and rarely spoke of is fear of love, wrong doings of love, the love as destructor and the forbidden, bitter spells of love which are not as enchanting as they seem to be. ******** The hard strike of his palm on her right cheek could still be fact in vibrations of her skin. Shocked and outrageous, her eyes were still fixed at him. The person who always saved her from all over and flow of life, the person who once had beaten a boy black and blue just because he pushed her out of his way. And then she remembered how the same person once snapped the hairs of a girl in boy cut just because she was making fun of her curly messy hairs. There were numerous instances she could remember of, being Deven the hero the saviour of her life. But today, who stands in front of her was a spoiled disgusting image of a boy looking exactly like the person sh
*****“The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together."~As you like it.***** Tears trailing down, all little existent hopes vanished, what left was a stubborn heart which was trying hard to get rid of emotion called love. "Hate him leave him, stop thinking about him, he must have no place in your life." Brain continuously sent signals all through out her body, her brain was trying hard to make her comply to and accept the reality, but how ever hard she try a stubborn heart keep on resisting, , it was impossible to hurl him out of her heart. In form of hate or love, whatsoever, the reality is that he could never cease to exist for her. Walking through the distance from one corner to the another corner, reaching the table I picked up a glass of water and sat down calmly. Calm like a storm, the sea before a cyclone, I sat down.Those two pathetic faces and apathetic souls, we're sitting on the other opposite part of the room on sofa.