Teaser for chapter 2
The Sun was slowly sinking in the horizon and the well sculpted figure of Arnav made a striking picture silhouetted against the myriad shades of the sky at dusk. His face was somber and contemplative as he thought about the painfully disappointing progress of the movement, whose initiation had been the sole cause of igniting the fire of the 'cause' in his young heart.
He didn't hear the faint rhythmic, chiming sound of silver anklets approaching him from behind.
"Arnab ji", said a sweet, child-like voice from behind him.
Arnav turned around slowly to look at her. All he saw was a child, anxiously looking up at him, with the innocence in her eyes colored by the shades of the twilight.
"Yes", he said, noticing that she was holding something behind her back.
Khushi's lips were quivering ominously and in a flash, long tears were pouring down her face..
She brought her hand forward to reveal what she was hiding. It was her doll again, Arnav noted.
"Ma wwants to get rid of my doll, because I'm mmarried now..", she said with her breaths shallow with emotions.
"But I don't waaant to", she broke into a miserable sounding, high pitched wail.
Coming up on Monday
Love you all,
Jenny..:)
Edited by IPK007 - 12 years ago