phhandooh at: a phhandooh-of-my-own, pg.89 - Page 53

this travel stuff really sucked. why was travelling so important anyway? conversation could be done without it. at home. rather than far away from ...

hands to be shaken, pens to sign stuff. nights, spent alone and lonely. clinging, curled, closely tucked under the cold sheets of a cold bed. living life in dreams, behind closed eyes. counting seconds, minutes, hours behind eyes wide open. hours till the time to return to...

thank goodness, this was the final stretch. spend the entire flight impatiently tapping on the arm rests of the chairs in business-class. tactile memory refreshes -- skin on skin, ridge against ridge, tip on tip. shivers of anticipation. anticipation of ...

memories that overrode the feeling of the railing down to the waiting bus. hanging giddy on the hand-strap, too impatient to sit. snatch at the bag on the carousel, punching numbers to get the car. gripping tight not to drive the chauffeur carzy with impatient tapping on the arm-rests in the car. money exchanged without thought, fluent, fluid, flowing to another. clenched in anticipation. keys dangling, clanging, loud in ears that were tuned instead to hear...

push from cold night into warm lights of home. the muted buzz of far off conversations, giggles and outright laughter. gentle clang of dishes for dinner. straining for that one voice...

calling ramu kaka to bring up the ironed shirts. to be tucked into the cupboard of their room. feeling the curve of the smoothly carved wood climbing up along the staircase. blood rushing, heart beat rapid, tingling. the final bump at the head of the landing. stretched out, open the door to find...

heer.

bent over the clothes. as always, strands of hair coming loose from the bundle carelessly held back by the pearl tipped ebony pin.

he had first put into her hair. a gift that she had so loved that it was the only pin she wore in her hair now. smooth, silky, heavy strands as they had been swept back, twisted, pulled into a knot, held in place by that pin.

hair spilling down as the pin is pulled out. swift flash of delighted surprise in wide, dark eyes turning towards him.

her hand moving into his, fingers curling over fingers, skin gliding over skin, smooth, warm, welcoming. the silken skien of hair sliding through his fingers. his palms warming against her skin. his fingers firm around hers, wrist against wrist, heart beating against heart beat.

prem felt that beat resounding through his veins and finally felt he had come home.

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does this come across as a phhandooh? 'cause all that is just what prem's hands are thinking, 'kay? 😆

did i need to say that for you to see it? hmmm. i should go back to the drawing board? 😆

Hi estee, 😊

Wow, I thought it was an introduction to a short story, 😲 and got a bit excited too! 😆

Then I realised, it's in phhandooh thread. Sorry, I'm not able to answer your question.

Originally posted by: mi7chimes

heyyyyyyy E!!!🤗long time...hows u??

omg, omg, omg!! resmi!! 🤗🤗🤗🤗

it's been like forever since you were here, no??!

where the heck have you been??! and how are you?

i'm... the same. seeing phhandoohs in my head. steadily hating prem and his heer. 😆 nothing new. 😆
😆

athisda: arrrr.... *sigh* so it didn't work as a phhandooh, huh? hmmm. ya. will go back to thinking how to do images-flashing-by-as-a-set-of-written-words. apparently, it's something that is useful to have when you're writing scripts. and obviously, i haven't got it yet. *super sigh*

athisda arrrr.... *sigh* so it didn't work as a phhandooh, huh? hmmm. ya. will go back to thinking how to do images-flashing-by-as-a-set-of-written-words. apparently, it's something that is useful to have when you're writing scripts. and obviously, i haven't got it yet. *super sigh*

Hey estee, 🤗

Don't say that. What you've written is wonderful. I could vividly imagine the scene as you described it in words.

As I didn't expect to have a written paragraph for phhandooh, I was surprised and couldn't answer the question honestly. Perhaps "the look" of a paragraph deceived me into believing it as a story.

Hope, I helped in clarifying my comment earlier.

@estee: Hahaha 😆.....ok! I'll definitely write something....happy now?

Oh and I haven't read your most recent post yet but will def. comment once I do so. I'm sure its great though!

Shafaq 😃

estee!!! wats this.....it was a start of u know.....so many nice things....and u ended it just on a phandoooooooohhhhh????????

Originally posted by: v_nikhita18

amazingggggg one!!!

totally loved it....😍😍😍

nikhita. i'm glad you liked.

would you do one too?
😃

um.....i'm not a very good writer....i've only written a couple of oneshots till now....but i'll try to!