our way, just minutes away. The cab took it’s safe side and parked. There were hundred people around encircling the semicircle arc of Marine Drive. She stepped out first and I took the other side of the door. As per the meter rate the fare was paid to the driver. I quickly rushed towards her. I clasped her hand, holding tight and we proceeded ahead. She clipped her hand out of my hold, and positioned her camera to take a photograph. “Wow!!!” she flashed out as she clicks on the blue view of Arabian Sea.
“Isn’t that beautiful” She smuggled.
She peeked again at me. As we were walking on she stopped an old man asking him to click a photograph of both together. She shifted her body close to me. I stood with no inch of gap between us. She held my arm firmly and we were ready with the photogenic posture. Behind us there laid the exotic oceanic view.
“Ready...get set go” the old man focused on us pressing the click button.
“Oh! That’s very thank you Sir” said Isha.
She looked very ecstatic and charming. The Sun by now dropped its rays to settle down for the night. The setting sun along the horizon gave us the most tempting view that one could see at that moment. We walked for a while along the semi circular path which extended for meters that engulfed the oceanic water. Highly raised waves splashing out, hitting those hard rock along the edge that laid stagnant. The incoming cool breeze along the offshore added the nonchalant flavour to the evening. Isha seemed very relax and chilling. And I was everywhere wherever she was, like her instinct that would never leave. The very scenario reminded me of the other day, where I was all alone yearning for the love. But today I was on new alignment of my life unlike the day that passed the day before.
She was still before me and I was with her which gave me the gleam back on my face to reconstruct. Although, I was aware of the fact, I’m just here to help her. After my prolonged subconscious thought Isha cracked her voice loud. She was few steps away from me.
“Hey!!! Come and look here” She called.
I could watch her resting on huge rock shaped structure, and asking me to accompany the flame of joy that evolved around. She smiled from distance flaunting her sweet eyes gesture at me.
“Just wait little” and I swift off to get some eatables to hold on the time for the sharing moment that would create between us. Isha looked very flashy that evening. But I was little febrile inside, had no idea what’s the reason behind. Is it the intense love for Anannya or the presence of Isha clashing a form of war. I firmed my step quick and picked the spot where she was waiting for me. “What you got” she asked.
“It’s a fruit juice and few packets of chips”.
She comfortably made a room for me beside her. I sat beside her absolutely with no constrain on my behaviour.
“You look distress” she firmed her voice to know.
“No...I’m absolutely fine” denying my inner infection.
“You got something in your mind” she appealed hard on me.
I tried hard dismissing the evidence of dismayed appearance on my face. That instant aporia aroused within me.
“You got a memory here, I believe” She instantly squeaked.
I peeked at her with a long stressful gaze for minutes. Silence ruled over me for a while, watching at her beautiful face with those courage erupting within me.
“Why you looking at me that way” she mumbled her melodious voice.
I paused for short, rendering hard to smile a little wide. “You’re different” with my soft tone.
“Are you missing someone?” she puts a queries on me.
“Not now” I said extending my counterfeited glee.
“Then why you looking so ill fated now”.
“ Some memory flashed back and the imprints left are no more erasable”.
“You got problem in relationship. Is that so”.
She kept questioning until somehow I could diverge her from that verse of conversation. Yet, then she was still unsatisfied. She
“Isn’t that beautiful” She smuggled.
She peeked again at me. As we were walking on she stopped an old man asking him to click a photograph of both together. She shifted her body close to me. I stood with no inch of gap between us. She held my arm firmly and we were ready with the photogenic posture. Behind us there laid the exotic oceanic view.
“Ready...get set go” the old man focused on us pressing the click button.
“Oh! That’s very thank you Sir” said Isha.
She looked very ecstatic and charming. The Sun by now dropped its rays to settle down for the night. The setting sun along the horizon gave us the most tempting view that one could see at that moment. We walked for a while along the semi circular path which extended for meters that engulfed the oceanic water. Highly raised waves splashing out, hitting those hard rock along the edge that laid stagnant. The incoming cool breeze along the offshore added the nonchalant flavour to the evening. Isha seemed very relax and chilling. And I was everywhere wherever she was, like her instinct that would never leave. The very scenario reminded me of the other day, where I was all alone yearning for the love. But today I was on new alignment of my life unlike the day that passed the day before.
She was still before me and I was with her which gave me the gleam back on my face to reconstruct. Although, I was aware of the fact, I’m just here to help her. After my prolonged subconscious thought Isha cracked her voice loud. She was few steps away from me.
“Hey!!! Come and look here” She called.
I could watch her resting on huge rock shaped structure, and asking me to accompany the flame of joy that evolved around. She smiled from distance flaunting her sweet eyes gesture at me.
“Just wait little” and I swift off to get some eatables to hold on the time for the sharing moment that would create between us. Isha looked very flashy that evening. But I was little febrile inside, had no idea what’s the reason behind. Is it the intense love for Anannya or the presence of Isha clashing a form of war. I firmed my step quick and picked the spot where she was waiting for me. “What you got” she asked.
“It’s a fruit juice and few packets of chips”.
She comfortably made a room for me beside her. I sat beside her absolutely with no constrain on my behaviour.
“You look distress” she firmed her voice to know.
“No...I’m absolutely fine” denying my inner infection.
“You got something in your mind” she appealed hard on me.
I tried hard dismissing the evidence of dismayed appearance on my face. That instant aporia aroused within me.
“You got a memory here, I believe” She instantly squeaked.
I peeked at her with a long stressful gaze for minutes. Silence ruled over me for a while, watching at her beautiful face with those courage erupting within me.
“Why you looking at me that way” she mumbled her melodious voice.
I paused for short, rendering hard to smile a little wide. “You’re different” with my soft tone.
“Are you missing someone?” she puts a queries on me.
“Not now” I said extending my counterfeited glee.
“Then why you looking so ill fated now”.
“ Some memory flashed back and the imprints left are no more erasable”.
“You got problem in relationship. Is that so”.
She kept questioning until somehow I could diverge her from that verse of conversation. Yet, then she was still unsatisfied. She
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