Tuesday, January 28, 2014

[10/365] Sparks

She was sitting by the table, managing to look both detached and interested by Aman's animated description of what had happened in the client's meeting. He wondered how quickly she could wrap anyone around her finger and make them feel comfortable. He had once accused her of being articulate. She had just smiled, quite amused at the accusations. But then, he did not know that she saw the sparks fly between them every time they argued and always felt warmed by it,even beneath the cold mask she wore. 

P.S.: Written as a part of Lillie McFerrin Writes Five Sentence Fiction .

Sunday, January 26, 2014

[9/365] The Fall

Once in a while, you meet a person and you feel a spark. You feel the intense chemistry at work. You can hear the bottles clinging and liquids boiling up a frenzy. You meet the person again. And again. And again. And in of those meetings, you get to know something that shows that you two can never be together. You can clearly see the pain its going to cause if you were to continue. You can clearly see the misery. A clever person will run in the opposite direction. Run far away so that you save yourself from the pain foretold. But sometimes, as a result of all "happy ending" movies you see and all the romantic novel you read, you take a chance. You take the fall. You chose to love unconditionally though you know it might never be returned. You think you are strong enough to continue loving and expect nothing in return. But what you forget is that if you decide to fall and not to get hurt, you need to make sure there is someone at the bottom looking out for you. Someone to catch you when you fall. And when you don't have him there, you are going to end up alone, broken, damaged and too cynical to take the fall again. 

Monday, January 20, 2014

[8/365] Water

He had tossed around words carelessly in his anger and left in a fury once again. She knew he would be back. He always was and she always took him back silently. Her love for him did not let her stay angry at him for long. She always forgave him before he asked and that, probably was her biggest fault. She thought about him once more. Her heart ached at his words.

He had said she was like water, taking the form of the container that held her. He had accused her of not standing up for him. He did not realize what made her so. She had once been a solid rock. But the pain he caused every time they disagreed and the words he spoke in his fury had slowly crushed her and she had just dissolved in her tears, becoming water.

P.S.: I know I missed first twenty days of the year. Nevertheless, Happy New Year.