The last Sunday (TheTelegraphicTales)

Today is the last Sunday of my one year's Internship. After all the night shifts as well as night outings today I wanted to spend the morning sitting in a cafe, sipping my favourite masala tea, watching the uninterrupted rain through a large window and reading an old classic 'Wuthering Heights'. Being in the cafe for a while I looked around suddenly when I realised I was surrounded with different couples. I could overhear some of their stories and the diversity of the conversations fantasized me. Like Savi Sharma's 'Everyone has a story'  I started jotting down theirs. Couple A was on the table just next to mine, they were probably meeting for the first time, a set up by two families who wanted to fix them into a wedlock. Couple B was a newly married one out for a Sunday brunch to enjoy the romantic weather of the city. Couple C, well not a couple I guess as the guy remained constant but the girl/s were like the value of 'x', different and unknown. He seemed young to be such a Casanova type, I could infer that he chose a central location of the city to meet all of them, intelligent! Couple D being my favourite as the old couple finally got the time in their life to spend it with each other, the kids were settled with a family and they didn't mind being alone for it seemed in the race of life while trying to settle their kids they missed out on each other a lot. Now was the time to enjoy the passion again which was once so alive. I never thought about listening into other's lives, secretly stealing their stories but they amazed me. How different people can be at a single place at the same time but with such diversity. On the fifth table was a young girl trying her best to please her new client into doing business together. Her words had such a power and fineness while she spoke that no matter I understood nothing about the business yet I felt mesmerized. Alas! It was me in the last table with my love beside me whose eyes constantly stared to see the glitters in mine. Aaah..I fell in love today, all over again, with this city of Joy.

~©Auldrin❤

One Journey Lived Twice!

Twice, they actually met

The first time, introduced

Having a circle of friends

Second when one's eyes

Captivated by the other's 

No more meetings demanded!

Twice, there was intoxication 

First, when he selected formals

Wore the tux with a red tie

Second, when she appeared

Wearing same color saree

The attire, he just dreamed about!

Twice, everything was perfect

First, when they moved on

And left their past behind 

Second, over the future

Present was chosen

It was all so beautifully right!

Twice, were they happiest

First, in the ceremony

Which bound them together

Second, when they shared it

By bringing into the world

Two adorable new lives!

Twice, they were rebellious

First, when they had convinced

Two familes to accept them

Second, when they fought

To fulfill all the wishes, dreams

Their children ever saw!

Twice, felt their true love  

First, time he lively sang

As she danced to his tunes

And the last time,

Alongwith pain & despair

When one had to pull the plug off!

~VK©