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Hey Guys! I'm Lila.
I've been loving this show and its characters lately. I love reading the fanfictions too, but since I'm not much of a writer, I didn't think I would be writing anything.
But, an idea just struck me at 3 in the morning , and I figured I wouldn't be able to sleep until I wrote it. Oops😆
Please excuse any mistakes, you can throw tomatoes on your screen if you don't like it(But I ain't cleaning that up😆) But if you do like it, even a little bit, please comment and let me know, would mean a lot😃
Thanks and Sorry for annoying you. Here goes:
Mould my love for you
PART 1
The wet clay in his hands fell with force onto the dry ground, while he ran his wet, dirty hands through his hair in frustration.
This wasn't him. He had never been like this. Moulding figures came naturally to him, it was as if the energy flew from his mind to his hands, which transformed a modest blob of clay into an exquisite piece of art which evoked emotions deep within people, they didn't know existed .
He loved sculpting figurines, it made him feel in control. He could shape them, mould them and form them in whatever way he wanted. Unlike his real life, where he felt so out of control at times and at the mercy of the actions of others. It was nauseating to be around people who tried to manipulate and destroy the ones close to them, Art was his only salvation. He found in it a serenity, a true sense of being. He was very passionate about it, and he went to great lengths to pour all of what he had envisioned into the figure in front of him. He would go crazy, not leaving the studio for days, perfecting it till he was sure that not even an act could spot a mistake.
But, this, this had never happened. He had lost his head in frustration of his inability to recreate that face that had plagued his thoughts ever since he had seen it. He was furious at himself,
Why couldn't he sculpt a simple face?! He had sculpted such intricate figures in the past, but he couldn't sculpt a FACE?! HA!
He had been irritated, tried to work on other things to take his mind off it, but he kept coming back to it. He almost wished he had never seen her face, but then bit his tongue before he even finished that thought. He didn't want to forget her face, not now, not ever, he wanted her face sketched in his brain till the day he died.
He had seen beautiful girls, and he had appreciated their beauty as well, but she, She was something else. It was the first time he had looked at a person's face as if it had been a gift from God. He could remember every detail of her face better than he could remember his own face.
Her milky white skin that shone in the sun like a precious gem, her soft oval face shape, with the curve around her cheekbones, her angled doe shaped eyes, which had the alertness of a tiger's while attacking his prey. The light brown iris shone through her glistening eyes shaming the sunlight . Her slightly round nose that scrunched up and twisted every time she made vivid expressions. Her lips, thick and chapped, spread along her face in a smile.
She didn't have a face you'd see on a magazine cover, she didn't have a face that you would stop by to stare at. To most people, she had a normal face, not too pretty, not too ugly.
But to Omkara, she was a face that he couldn't forget, a face that made sense to him, as if every on of her features on her face had been placed to make this ethereal picture whose true meaning only he understood.
And yet, I can't make the fricking sculpture!
"All be damned! I need to see her again" he finally surrendered.
to be continued..
Part 2: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/ishqbaaaz/4669408/ishkara-ss-mould-my-love-for-you-chp-5-last-part-pg14-completed?pn=3
Part 3: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135623695
Part 4: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135756258
Part 4: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135756258
Part 5(LAST):https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/135964007
