SwaRon-SS The Sunset - Page 9

Originally posted by: d3fan4eva

superb sudha...lovd the way u discribed evrythng...u jst set the mood yr...gr8 wrk...keep writng...👍🏼

Originally posted by: sunshine19

Sudha that was amazing very beautifully written👏

bohut hi emotional tha the journey was described perfectly.

Ending was a shock!!! but still liked it a lot. r u going to cont this or is this end???

Originally posted by: Srishti_SwaRon

Sudha, when are you going to update?

Originally posted by: jumrulzz

Oh miss Sudha.!
Plss UPDATEE!!

All days are nights to see till I see thee

And nights, bright day when dreams do show thee to me.

william shakespeare

The moon had completely taken over the sky, taking in all the warmth and color along with. The cool winds brushed her hair, dried her tears and brought her back to her sinking present, her painful self. She tried escaping the thought she had a minute ago but the idea of living a morbid life, like this very night wasn't helping much.

Her eye fell on a little girl, whining, for the playful evening had surrendered to dark night and it was time to retire. Her father stroked her hair and promised her, the very sun will make a grand entry like always and fill the world around with life. The Sunflower will bloom again and come evening, she will play and run around the swing, just as today. Her eyes lit up as her lips joined her eyes and smiled. She took her father's hand with one and her laced pink gown with other. She hoped her way back home, anticipating life just as today.

She questioned her intentions and reminisced few of her beautiful childhood moments with her dad. When did Sharon Rai Prakash get this week and pitiable?

How can my life be at the mercy of someone's existence, "She thought"

She sat their thinking at the turn of event's, today was suppose to be nothing less then a magical day for them. She checked her mobile for time and then her sad finger, she loved the ring, which was to be in her finger by now, together hand in hand watching the sunset was the plan, yet she was all by herself still waiting for him to arrive. It had been 9 days since she or his family had heard form him. He had left for Pune for a business presentation and that's the last news one had of him. The search team had given in so easily and with few remains of blood strained files along with his personal belongings. She felt numb by the pain with in and betrayed for the million promises he broke. She slowly made her way out of the park, promising to return again, tomorrow.

She lay on the bed and tried closing in her heavy eyes, hoping that somehow sleep would take over and the pain will erase.

She hardly got any sleep but the sun was prompt as ever, and the light sunrays made its way to the room but with no access to her life, which was just as dark as before.

She had nothing to look forward too but a plan to pass this lifetime making it less odious. Dance played a major role in her life and she decided to teach dance to kids and to do charity performance and raise funds for the under privileged.

She freshened up and made her way to her walk in closet, the same place where she would spend the best 5 minutes, admiring her collection and deciding the outfit for the day, but now no more, her life has been pushed to an extreme, just as her Saturn red gown which she wore the day he proposed.

She ran her finger through the dress and felt his arm around her waist, soft just like the dress. His appearance and his words flashed through her senses.

"I never thought someone could just consume me like that, so magically romantic,

My motto in life is to see you comfortable and happy, you are all I, breath for Sharon. Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be"

Is what he said while slipping in the ring in to her tender finger.

She picked a dress in haste and lashed the door behind. She had to shun his thoughts away and what better then dance was to help, "she thought"

She walked in to the rehearsal hall, dance being the only reason she dragged her sorry self in to waking each morning. Dancing helped her come out of her clouded thoughts and even if momentarily, she fairly felt alive.

She choreographed a dance routine for the charity event next week. A lyrical dance, with fusion of ballet and some contemporary dance techniques with the jazz music he loved. The Routines were based around feeling and emotion of a girl who was fighting a battle against the whole world, the spirits were high and the dance ended with joyful and peaceful note depicting her victory.

It had been two weeks since the charity event, which was crowd pleasing.

She walked out after yet another tiring dance routine, clicked open her car and started her way home. She saw the sinking sun through the side mirror and accelerated much, fearing it. Although she watched the setting sun everyday, for some reason the sadness struck her every time, there was major personal loss, so much pain. The Sun reminded her of the beautiful past, consumed her from within and pushed her to the shadow of dark.

She reached home soon enough and buried her self in work. She had programmed herself to fell numb to anything alive.

She mentally checked her schedule for tomorrow, and just then the phone rang.

She stood frozen as the other person continued on, warm tears from those eyes indicated she was alive, as she stood lifeless and the sound through her ears liberated her soul to feel alive again.

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PM's Later, and this is still not the end, will update the next part soon enough.

"Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be" - sorry don't know the author to give credit for.