Shivali then realised she had been waiting for nearly an hour for a call which might take longer to come. She then plugged the mp3 in her ears ..and listened to some relaxing “therapy” tunes…the tunes did’nt seem to relax her frazzled nerves.
She drifted off in her world thinking of how mesmerising he was ….!!Kapil had wanted to get married to her as soon as possible ..she agreed .So there was the marraige which was not done with so much of pomp and show..her parents had finally agreed after a lot of coaxing . They wanted to see Kapil ,when he had come home he was the perfect son- in- law anybody had ever wanted .
Their engagement was a lot of fun with most of Kapil’s friends and her’s too. Kapil’s friend’s had told her that he was very short tempered but his heart was as good as gold.
After their engagement ,they would meet regularly in coffee shops or malls. He often bought her a small surprise with him like a rose or just a card .That made her day!! It was dream which she was reliving ..it was heaven on earth. So one day as usual Kapil told her to come to the nearby park which was 10 minutes from her office.
As she was just heading towards the door ..her manager caught her and told they had a important meeting which she should not miss.So the meeting went for 30 minutes. After the meeting she ran to the place where Kapil had told they would meet . As she arrived Kapil was just going toward his vehicle and was about to start it.She stopped him and apologised to him. He looked at her,started the vehicle and whizzed off…
Her heart stood still…
to be contd….
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– May 11, 2009
A Happy Happy Happy Mother’s Day to each and every one of you….Treasure your mom …:)))))
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– May 10, 2009
Shivali was just sitting in her chair hoping Kapil would call. She was reading a book but her mind was wandering ..it was like just the other day they had got married despite lot of opposition from relatives and parents. Shivali had met Kapil at a Coffee shop .He kept staring at her as he sipped his coffee ,his favourite cafe mocha.
She had come alone ,that day without her friend. She wondered .why is he staring at me ..or is he looking at someone else. She thought that she had average looks and height and also glasses.But often everyone had praises for her expressive doe like eyes which she hid with her glasses.
As she was reading , he came over ..and she nearly fell off her seat ..he was devastatingly cute. Not the traditional Tall ,D, H types…but there was something which just pulled her towards him.
He just chatted away the normal way after introducing that he was working since a year in a software firm in Bangalore.She had few words to mutter as his rambling chatter just mesmerised her .Was she falling in love ….she felt she was walking in the clouds …was this her man …in her dreams…..?????
To be Contd…….
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– May 10, 2009
The emotions were overwhelming ,tears welled up in her eyes and a tiny sob escaped her throat even though she was in a private ward .
She tried speaking a few words but all that was heard was a raspy cough.
Sighhhhh….
She had been so caught up in her busy life ,that she had hardly spent few moments during the final last breaths.
Tears trickled down her already damp cheeks.
Wish I had given more time .
She surmises the lobby area .
There is no one in sight .
There is nobody to console her broken heart.
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– May 6, 2009
Today just seemed routine to me .
Sprinkles in the morning ,twittering of the birds.
When a person has faced a little rough road.
Wishful thinking that tomorrow will bring a better , brighter road to follow.
Do friends help in the journey or they are here to make it more difficult?
Will I ever succeed in this war which the mightier one has bestowed on me.
Will the journey get tougher?
Or will it get easier?
The law says just do your duty and dont expect any fruit.
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– May 3, 2009
Why are thoughts just randomly flowing in my mind? Why do previous soulful memories come back and make the thoughts even stronger?
Do memories strengthen the way we behave and think? I am trying to meditate but the past comes back to haunt me ,will I never get over it.
Is this a rule of karma?
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– May 2, 2009
