She rings the door bell, palm covering the eye-hole. As she hears his footsteps approaching, her heart beats faster. The door opens and he’s dumbfounded. His face holds the exact expression that she’d imagined – happy, confused, surprised. She cannot stop smiling and gives him a huge hug. The same sweet smell that she’d been missing embraces her body once again. He gently kisses her forehead and gazes into her kajal-laced eyes. They don’t say a word, just look into each other's eyes and smile.
Tears roll down her cheek. She’s daydreaming again...
12 comments:
loved it..
i would have loved it too, had it been for real
on a roll with the last couple of posts, aren't you ?
- girish
is it? i dont know...
wow..bhumi lovely one...i cud literally visualise it..it will be real soon...my wishes!
it will be real soon...my wishes!
that means a lot...thank you mitali
Nice stright from bollywood ..lol :)
@ sunshine
Afterall, art is inspired by life, isn’t it? thanks for your comments
May be u r somewhere right.But in my view art is always inspire by nature and here life is always inspire us from nature.U have seen many times in our personal life that a small kid whome we never teach to walk but by inspiration from nature from his surroundings he always wish to talk.
beautiful..:)loved this one bhumika
@gautam
i'm getting a little confused here...nonetheless, thanks for your comments
@jui
yeah, this one's really close to my heart :)
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