Tak tak tak tak
...the frequency of the "taks" increased as she ran. And slowly, the sound subsided. She was far away.
Black barely visible under the cover of Rainbow... is beautiful.
The little girl in black now was nowhere in sight. My ears searched for a sound resembling a "tak", but in vain. The rain ceased. Everything was still, lifeless. Silence reined. Maybe it was the deadening silence that made me have an insane desire of having a look at that girl... the girl in black. The thought was too tempting, to break the silence, somehow. No... to the break the silence by the "taks"... only... by the black dress only...
Tak tak tak tak
She came back... running... and clutching a colorful rainbow umbrella in her hand. I was still in my balcony and made an attempt to look at her face, my eyes made rapid movements to satisfy my unfathomable desire. I wished that she would lift her head so that i can see her, the girl in black, and lift, did she. And i saw, her umbrella... almost covering the black (dress)...
Black barely visible under the cover of Rainbow... beautiful!
2 comments:
You are quite a writer. Why is it labelled love darling? some inner meaning i dint fathom?
Oh thanks!
Love or maybe lack of love, how it creates a strong sense of longing in us... the same feeling, of intensity equal in magnitude, is what I wanted to be captured. But yeah, in a different way, here that strange longing is for something undesirable, dark and bad thing to happen. Almost as if something bad is expected and awaited in apprehension. But then, it doesnt happen, and we suddenly realise, the wait was unreasonable and maybe stupid too.
That is, we are good, so we deserve good (rainbows), then why expect bad (black) for ourselves?
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