We realise the value and true worth of many things in life, when they are long gone, and we are just left with memories including the final goodbye and so the funerals are definitely for the living not dead.
The object fallen now caused me no surprise. I kept that thing on the attic last night. It is fully covered with its own blood. It is Karthikeya, my general manager.
The orchids and sunflowers aptly signifying their special relationship over the years.Cupping her cheeks in his palms he lifted it towards his face. ‘I love you’ he said.
Smriti was madly in love with Jeevan. The more she pursued him, the farther away he seemed to be going. Then one day, something happened.
Controlling a mixture of anger and laughter Kedar asked, “What did your parents say to our, that is you and me, love and marriage proposal?”
What really irritated me was my being incessantly compared to my perfect sister. It was very difficult to be a twin. We looked alike but inside we were two completely different individuals.
I felt her face remain as it was, as the orange rays of sunset filled her room. My faith was shaking as the rays fell upon my face through the window. The moment of truth.