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Author’s POVThe initial stage of Love is beautiful, of course everyone who ever was or is in love would agree that the starting stage of their love relationship is better than the following days. Love is blind, surely it is when people tend to unsee the flows and focus on the good things of their partners, but slowly reality kicks in, making them wide open their eyes to see those flaws and imperfections in their partners. And then, each day gets more interesting with arguments and who’s right or wrong. Day by day, the daze of love drugs fades away as the sense of responsibility to stay committed with their partner stays firmly despites of the flaws and indifferences. Mostly it’s love for each other that never lets dominantes those flaws over love.People in love would fight, have disagreements on
Author’s POV“ Rishi, we should go ““ just few more minutes….please ““ It's been half an hour since you’re repeating the same words but not moving an inch, “ complained Anu who stopped caressing his hairs.Rishi’s eyes were closed, as his head was laid up on Anu’s lap. She was seated leaning her back on the strong pillar under a broken bridge and Rishi was resting his head on her lap while his rest of the body was on sand. His both hands were wrapped with each right below his chest. His face looked calm and the movement of his hair strands on his forehead made her stroke his hair again.
Author’s POV“ Take care of her, call me if anything is needed, “ Rishi said over the phone, and flipped the omelette in Pan, and within a few seconds he placed the well cooked omelette on the plate.“ hmmm, she hasn't had anything since afternoon. '' he heard Anu’s worried voice.After dropping her off to her hostel Rishi headed back to his apartment, and waited for Anu’s call since then, although he knew what was the matter that made An anxious all the way back to hostel, he still waited for her call to make sure that things were fine and no need to worry.When Anu reached her room, she found Zakera already drawn into a pool of her own tears. At first Anu
Author’s POV“ Anu please listen to me for once ….“ Rishi said for the nth time as he walked behind her like her own shadow.“ No, I won't…..why should I listen to you when I don't even know who you are? “ came a harsh reply from Anu, fasting her walking pace.“ Ayoo….don’t say that….. I didn’t intentionally do any… huff,..“ Rishi was catching some breath in the middle as she was literally running in the name of walking and he couldn’t match his steps with her.Tucking her hair strands behind her ear Anu spat at him “ just get lost Rishi, “
Author’s POV The bright morning sun pierced the eyes of sleeping Rishi, who flickered his eyes a few times before opening them wide as his feeling woke him up with a hammering headache. Groaning loud he held his head between his palms and shut his eyes for a moment being not able to recall anything that caused him this heavy headache. Few seconds passed, and he slowly opened his eyes, adjusting his vision to the direct sunlight falling on him through the glass window of his car. Looking around he wondered why he slept in the car itself when he had already booked a resort for his stay. Taking his hands off from his head Rishi searched for his phone in his pants pockets but didn’t find it there. “ what the fuck i drank last night?” he mumbled for himself while straightening up his posture on the seat as he looked out through the glass, his car was parked under the tree in a street that he was unfamiliar with. With each passing second he grew tons of questions inside him th
Rishi’s POV Inhaling a fresh breath of air I gazed through the window feeling the growing intense excitement within me. I don’t know if it’s the liveliness of the view that I'm getting to see through the window or the knowing feel of going to meet the love of my life after a long time that filled me with contentment. By staying a long time, I meant fifteen days. The last time I met her was fifteen days ago. The last two years of spending hours neck deep in the books held me in good stead, as I managed to score some good numbers in the finals. Studying wasn’t my thing at all but I had to because Anu wanted me to. She wanted me to focus on study and do well in exams and be serious about my career so I did. To have the kind of future with her that I've been imagining since I saw her for the first time, I need to take my life seriously and act on it. The good old days of roaming around college without being worried of anything were finally coming to an end. Crazy stupid friend
Anu’s POV “ No, Sid…i won’t be able to join the party…you carry on with your friends “ I said pressing the 4rth floor button as soon as I stepped inside the elevator. “ oh C'mon ... .it will be fun Anu “ Sid stood beside me, trying to convince me to attend the party he’s hosting tonight. Sid is my colligue come friend, and the only person in the office with whom I can really connect because he’s the only Tamil guy in the office apart from me. In the initial stage of shifting to Mumbai from Chennai I was a bit unknown of the locations, plus every random person I saw would always be in a rush for something or to reach somewhere. The city is always rushing for what I don't know but somehow I got used to it. Unlike me, Sid is a Mumbaikar from birth as his parents got settled here long ago so being born and brought up in mumbai, Sid knows the life hacks of mumbai more than me. To be particular, it was one of the reasons for bonding with him. I was new, and didn’t know the transpor
Author’s POV The sun shone goldenly, spreading its soft amber shade rays turning the city streets into one of the famous canvases of Ram Kumar . As the birds cheerfully encouraged the winds to blow in its rhythm while the sky was being painted by the sun which was preparing to hide behind the bushy soft candy like clouds. Inhaling the freshness of breeze Anu walked on the street gazing around the unoccupied place which usually isn’t this empty. It’s Saturday late in the afternoon as Anu walks in the street that ends near her apartment. Carrying her office bag in right hand, her left hand was holding the grocery bag which she shopped on the way back home from the office. The street was quiet, calm and hardly any vehicles passed and that felt so unreal to her because in these few months of shifting and staying in Mumbai she never saw the streets of Mumbai this calm and empty. It’s always active for some reason and she already started to miss her hometown. Mumbai is a city of rush a