Dear friends this is my ever first SS..Kindly take that in to consideration while reading this.
The Broken Bits of Life
After her daily chores Gulaal closed her kitchen doors and entered her room and a mild smile escaped through her lips when she saw its familiar sight, the bed lamps, table lamps and the room lights were left unswitched...a variety of pattern printouts and layouts were shattered on the side of the bed with an open laptop at its center..She silently stepped forward and switched off the lights leaving the table lamp and carefully arranged the papers and placed it on the table beside, along with the laptop.
Gulaal stepped towards the bed and sat by the side and bent towards him to lift the spectacles from his closed eyelids with a mischievious smile and for a while she stood there staring at his charm with her love filled eyes...she moved towards the table, pulled out the wooden chair and sat on it while she opened one of its racks to take out her diary colored black, on which the year '2011' was imprinted in gold...she opened it to find the page where it was written
28 August
Sunday
(she started to pen down)
Pichle 2 saalon ke kisi bhi din ki tarah aaj ka din bhi gusar gayi. Hum dono mein se kisi bhi uss din ke baare mein koi baat nahin ki..kabhi nahin..wo mujse bhale hi kuch nahin kehtha uss baare mein...lekin usske aankhon ke peeche chupi hui aansu mujse chuppi nahin hein..aur kahina kahin uske dard ka wajai bhi mein hi hoon..jo kuch bhi hua uss din.. kahin wo waja us ko bhi bahut chott pahuncha hein...phir woh faisla bhi uska hi tha...aur mein kithni kos rahi thi use, kithna doshi maana tha, kithne insaam lagaya tha uss par...phir bhi woh uss din se lekar aaj thak ek saaye ki tarah har kadam mein mera saath diya..bina koi shikkayat ki. Kabhi kabhi yeh soch kar dar bhi lagtha hein ki uss din agar woh aisa kuch nahin kiya hotha tho shaayad meri zindgi uss kamre ke chaar diwaaron ke anthar gutgutkar kab ka gum hogaya hota..
Gulaal turned back with a stare of gratitude and repentance in her moist eyes, at him who was in a deep sleep (she resumed) kam se kam usi ke liye..uss din ke kaale yadon se muje apna naatha thodna hi hoga...
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With a deep sigh she switched off the table lamp and proceeded towards the bed and laid on the near end , lost in her own thoughts..
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As the hands of the clock swept through the markings on its dial, her eye lids too got heavied..the blarred images in her vision is by now well descriminated.
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The bleeding of her arms due to the forceful crush of her armful of bangles and the bits shattered on the floor..the colors of her life about to fade forever in the midst of sobbings..the very horrible view pushed open her consiousness while the sudden inner jerk woke her up..
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She felt her nerves being suppressed by some strange force..she franctically looked around and slowly regained her normal breath. Her thoughts still roamed some where near the same catastrophic day of her life..but by now she could only remember the hand which was extended towards her, that stood as her only defence in the middle of the raising accusations..
A peaceful smile ran across her, while she looked at the other end, she moved closer towards him and placed her head on his shoulder. Kesar, though in sound sleep, could sense her closeness and enclosed her in his arms, he tilted his head towards her with a smile as if lost in some sweet dreams...Meanwhile Gulaal felt better and releived under his comfort.
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Edited by alanta - 13 years ago