Well- Preserved Ruins

Her legs were cold due to the icy weather outside and also ’cause she was struggling hard not to move. Writing his name on the window beside her seat painted with fog was like reciting orison, while travelling for about an hour in the bus. 

Whenever his thought crawled into her mind – which was almost always – the entire world was blurred like the road and trees outside the window right now. 

But, now casually outstretching her fore-finger in benediction along the glass pane so that his name is formed, unknowingly the outside world is clearing. She can see what’s out there waiting for her through the letters of his name which cleared the mist, but she doesn’t. Instead she is just watching the curves of his name. 

The man sitting beside her, groans in his sleep, his head comfortably in shape with her shoulder. She looks at him through the corner of her eye so that she doesn’t disturb him by turning her neck.

She whispers just enough for her to hear –

“Why can’t you be that same person again who entered my life and made it feel like a roller coaster ride; who could get me high just by looking into my iris through his’?”

Partial amnesia made him forget every beautiful memory they weaved, resulted into infidelity and they were decoupled even when they were together the whole time, even in this moment of temporary intimacy; a droplet of salty water fell down on his temple, waking him up gingerly; but he will never know the reason for her teary eyes!

Image – terragalleria.com

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22 Comments Add yours

  1. Matt On Accident says:

    😞

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      1. Matt On Accident says:

        Writing his name on a window, mostly.

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      2. Aww okay! The post is a little bit depressing, I know!
        There is an unknown hope too. 😉✌🏻️

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  2. This is what I call impressive writing ……great post 🙂

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    1. Thank you Saaransh! 🙂 But I am just not completely satisfied with this particular post of mine!

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      1. I think if this is the case then that emptiness makes it more vehement 🙂

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      2. Perhaps, you are right! I had to complete this in 10 sentences, that was the challenge!

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      3. Oh really………now that makes it even more interesting 😮

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      4. Haha I just forgot to mention that in the post. 😀

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  3. Scott says:

    A very touching image.

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    1. Thank you for reading and taking out time to comment. I appreciate it very much. 🙂

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  4. aditilibra11 says:

    This was beautiful in every aspect.
    The writing.
    The idea.
    And the picture it made in my head.
    So soft yet soo penetrating.

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    1. Thank you for reading Aditi.
      It feels really good when people appreciate. 😊

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      1. aditilibra11 says:

        Totally!Do check out my blog,its nothing as extraordinary as yours but I’ll need writers like you to improve 😀
        https://readytowalktherunway.wordpress.com/

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      2. I am not extra-ordinary. 🙈
        But surely I will check your blog, soon!

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      3. aditilibra11 says:

        Modesty is the best policy? 🙂

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      4. Haha. No. Seriously speaking, I ain’t that good. But, no doubt I am honoured by your comment.

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      5. aditilibra11 says:

        I’m glad I did 🙂

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  5. Scott says:

    Thank you for your kind words.

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  6. Dream lovers are a fantasy that we attach to that new guy in our life, then we get to know them and they are a husband but the fantasy lingers in the corners of the mind as longing. You are very talented in capturing a snap-shot of thought patterns that are very common but most of us are blind to.

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    1. Hey, there. Thank you for appreciating the work, like always I love your comments!

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