Posted:
1/ Feb/2012
Its not plenty enough to bright the flames of Arnav's petrified darkened emotions, flustered heartaches and deep enigma for loving Khushi like an incalculable silk thread or by pouring further Oil to brim his internal actions. The man has converted into an inaccessible device, for which he cannot stride, he cannot smile, he cannot enlighten himself, only due to, its Khushi who holds that key in her hand.
Dreadful, isolated night of silent, frozen tears, every inch of the body pleading for her Love-Life. An agitated, perplexed, despondent Arnav ran way swiftly backwards, to chase , to acquire his love, his breath, his soul, his basic motive to subsist on the earth as an ecstatic person, she's a capsule of his heart, and if he wouldn't get his medication, then eventually he's all shattered, fighting with emotions, drawing himself in unknown valleys of dusk, all crushed like a leaves of Autumn blows, thrashes, bumps from tree to tree, seeks out for the destination to reach subside, pacify, calm with innate breath. Instantaneously opens the door of cruiser, hopes ebb out of the body, mind gushes in hurricanes, swayed in roll coaster rides without being stammered. He has all prepared his mind to intersect any incisive roads, any bridges, any hills for her. Just only for her. He goes to the edge of death numerous times so that he can bring her back just to look at her once again.
Fate, heard his deep sounds of incantations. Once, he was a man of his own gulf, who believed only and only one phenomenon. What it is ? That, ' He believes in making his own Fate '. Today, the man evicted in his own prime games, own made structures, for what he was supposed to be, now he's just a piece of fire-fly who has turned as a exhausted creature, tired of flying, lost his avenues in darkness. Although, he have been dipping down in the lap of murky clouds, abruptly fate rung the bells of enchantment , he hears her soothing, silky voice, timidly rolled his hay brown eyes over the mirror in compassion and relief. He didn't blink his eyes, nor moved, a deep breath of sighs, wipes out the congested thorns with an extreme gulp, his face begins to glow like a fire fly as he got the flame of his Love-Life. Sometimes, a person doesn't know from which anguish and torture he's going through. Because, only he knows the thousand deaths he died in those few seconds of fear, while swallowing it bit by bit. ' A heart knoweth its own sorrows ' so does Arnav's state has been elicit.
He bows down his head over the steering, the mirage of dark nightmares breaks down, he set free takes an elongated breath, which he was fluttering since hours, tranquils his spirit , But, by watching her in pleasure, glee, hay brown eyes pent up his sentiments, shackled himself in the cave again, for not to highlight the pinnacle of vibes, buried his wings from flying in the motions of Love, he distorted his demeanor and take a wrought of burning irate, beast awakes and steps down straight away to her, As now, promptness he strides towards her, irked, peevish, distorted, simmered in boiling bubbles of heat, heart that was loosen its pulsation. Meanwhile, Khushi who was engaged in buying nuts from the vendor heard the vindictive sound, she filled up with dismay and panic, for how could she be that much oblivion that her shadow is chasing throughout the nocturnals ? Desperately, a dead soul hindered, grabbed her shoulders tightly, shaken up her body, churned her unequivocally, glares in her Almond eyes harshly, seeking out the answers of questions for where did she disappeared ? He have been hunting out for her since hours in dark nights. By sending him in dark alleys, all she's elating herself in pleasures ? While, she didn't got the para of his subconscious goodwill and care, she dazed surprisingly with vigilant suffocation, as if she didn't knew that how he have been survived in his most thunderous day of Life.
Simply, panic, angst, desertion made him all fragile and broken. Though, its not a good reciprocal for him, even if she thought that he was flying as a love-bird fiercely with a heavy downpours of love-lorn bays. He didn't intact her to vocalize anything, furiously cupped her face, yearns for the answers, berserk in the heat of panic, on the other hand, Khushi was all lost, intricated deeply look in his eyes and silently, mutely ask her answers even. I feel that so. All he drowned in the fear of loosing her. The man who never cared , give heed on the philosophy of fretfulness and afraidness, bursted out from the bubbles ardently, ensued and splashed the most poignant, deteriorating repercussion of loosing her with self-assurance, reflection of agony on his face, forlorn of being harmed on his lips by seeing her in calmness, a silent declaration on his tongue, 'If you could know how much I love you ' A moment of montage, where he shed his thousand of tears abundantly, unbearable pain that tore him apart, uncontrollable heart that just want to flare-up like a volcano.
' I Though I Had Lost You '
Would you just listen to my heart, it never cries for anyone as did for you, Would you just mind peeking in my heart that what draws me into death is the fear of loosing you, Would you trust me, what i did isn't a meaning of challenges or lies ? Can you feel my pain of breathless wars i fought for you ? Can you read my face of being lost and ordeal from everywhere just to get you back ?
A thrilling, impulsive, raucous Khushi pounced on him, screamed, spanked on to him and with full force, as tigress with incisive claws pushed him away from her side, by giving a paper of test that, Even if she got injured then what makes the difference on him. He yielded, outburst in rage, conflicted with emotions, utterly approves that he feels the difference, he feels it Dammit! Though, is there any hills go further more after this word ? Is there sufficient possibilites which may lead him into sunshine of Love, only there he might vocalize, rejuvenate himself to profess his love ? Or sooner or later, he himself get defeated by the puzzles of his own assurance and privileges ? A little step back, beast again ruled over the soft heart, egoism again takes him into his own planet of conceit, and he lingered as a Blank paper. He Loves her, he plainly realizes that his existence is pale without her, though again the backyard of mind manipulates him, he lost again ... Simultaneously, I don't want him to climb on those mountains where he had always locked himself , i want him that the Love of Khushi revolve in every dimension of his life into pearls and bring in the visage of Colors of life. Though, the parameter says, both needs to elicit their selves from cold wars.
Silence, Silence All the Way
And for the last scene it comes, he aggressively, provocatively, with a glare look, grinned his teeth in concealed annoyance, ordered her to sit in the cruiser, no more words anymore. ( Arnav, here you go, all i want you to pounce indignantly before anyone takes off the opportunity ) Khushi moved away from him, towards the cruiser, he gently open the front door as a Prince of only girl, who's being irrelevant for now, she presses the door on his mouth without providing any glance to him. He only watched her through the glass in exasperate rage, although being crosswords still the heartbeat feeling the same echoes as they do. Khushi seaed-her-lips, not murmuring, pointing, her silence, perseverance, her haughty demeanor starts to dance over his veins, he verifies her, that she's imperially irked, he shrewdly doesn't smash the silence and drives on, but she constant taciturn is turning unendurable, making out, seeking for a lawful way to end the tiff, mutelessly and being with the higher. With upright annoyance, an infuriated Arnav marks off Khushi for not tying up a seat she come into a view to turn soundless and right forward, incensed by her tone, Arnav commence to yell at her only for the sound to curl up out as an exasperated soothe Khushi, persistently not even giving a fleeting look to him, hoists up her dupatta demonstrated that she has before hand belted, subjugated and approved.
The cold war between two doves is still on its signal and hearts. If one is occupied in stormed jealousy, than the other is igniting the fire more. Arnav attentively alert of her acts, his hay brown eyes whizzes over her, as she twists and raise the bangles, constricts him in aggravation, he smudge the smirk of delight pleating her face, exasperation and bitterness intensifies him even more as she tries to wearing it on her hand , awaken Arnav so engrossed in seeing her that the man even fail to notice the lane. His keen scrutiny has been compensated when he acknowledged that the bangles isn't made for her hands. A contentedly and complacent smirk slicks on his facade couldn't paused for the moment as an ultimate that she doesn't even brought as her wrists measurement. Deep satisfaction leaves him in relieve.
Hopefully, May Love finds its doors with soothing anew Air in Two Hearts.
Only two, one of them could break the ice and ignite the flame of Love, or else already they're burning their selves.
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