The Addiction Prophecy

"Whenever you are with me, you go completely off." He said. "I am heavy hearted these days, please don't take it otherwise." She said. She had a subtle prophecy that she had become habitual of him, unconditionally. Those daily conversations were shaping a significant, yet insignificant contribution in her life. She wanted to cut down on …

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The Incomplete Conversation

"There is nobody I can speak my mind out to." She said. "I am listening." He said. She was amorphous. He was nervous. His inquisitions fetched no answers from her well, for she was not in the right frame of mind, to paraphrase what she was going through. She insisted on not having a single word …

The Silent Conversation

"I still remember our first conversation." She said. "I wish we never ever have a last one." He said. They read eyes. The comprehended actions. They existed in each other. With the dawn of their long voyage, through thick and thin, time found them embracing each other in promenading hours. And now that the dusk had …

The Obscure Promise

"I will fall for you." He said. "I will hold you before you fall." She said. They practiced routine. They curtained evidences. They invisibly stood. She saw the other, unhealthy side of him, persuading her to quit. But, she stayed. While he ignored the obscure promise, her eyes longed for the fulfillment of just one …

The Phone Call

​"Is your packing done?" He asked. "Where am I supposed to go?" She asked. "For the trip, for those who need you to be there." He emphasised. The exchanged expectations. They scrunitised silence. For she very well knew, the phone call was paid by a purpose, not hidden from her. And that she was being …

The Last Dance

"You misinterpret whatever I say." He said. "You leave me confused every time." She said. Their conversations ceased. Their sharing halted. Their devotion martyred. It was their love committing suicide, without a death note. But, for all they cherished, they could spare their silence, to the tune of one last dance at the farewell. And this paradigm …