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LOSE   WITH GRACE.  LONELY LOSER.  READ CHAPTER. 16.                                                                                                                                                            

BEAUTY IS SKIN-DEEP.  

SHE !   LIKE NO OTHER ?  la fille frais.


 Life is short; forgetting is longer.


 This be the last pain; she made  suffer,


 These be last words;  he wrote for her.


 Who no longer liked her; may be once he liked her.


 To-night he wants to write the saddest lines.


 So  she may hate him and all like swines.

 

AN UNFINISHED PART- OF A LETTER.

Pride in  Beauty is like a flaw in a diamond.

(but a flawed diamond is better than a stone.)
                                                                                                                                                             

The fire was like  the fire at Fire Crackers market. Phut, Phut a Phut,

a chain reaction of fire,   noise, smoke and

light, and everything turned into chaos

taking lives of hundreds, loss of property

into millions. 

This fire was intense much more than the one

that gripped that town. He was proud of her.

She was a lovely sight to  see.

Her face was rarest of a rare face 

he came across as yet;   

such a face, by a glimpse of it,  other faces would

fade in oblivion.  Oh! What a pity!

What a face it was! She spoiled it by

creating wrinkles to it by frequently

frowning at small events.  She created

permanent laugh lines at the corners of 

the cheeks,   due to frequent

prolonged smiling. She allowed frown lines

in the forehead on account of  frowning

at the turn of unexpected

events and unwanted expressions on

that lovely face.  All this happened because

she had high voltage

temperament. WHY? Where, how,  when,  

has the beauty of the face left?  

Did anyone care to keep note of it?  

NO.   It is sure it is NO. Did anyone try

to retrieve the loss? What right anyone

had to be reckless and careless to

abandon a prized property? 

Any clothes one may wear.  the personality is revealed through. 

He can not tell

what goes on in her mind but in pursuit

of a career she  paid a heavy price.

She  spoilt everything!  That

is what you will get. Any way!

That’s life! The world is bright and blissful

to love triumphant.   It is dark and desolate

to love denied.  Wifehood is the best stage

in life under all circumstances.    Every person

has his/her own ways to see things.  

In legal language, this is a case of

temperamental incompatibility.

One of the two had to bend a little.

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  CHAPTER..19   YEARS.IN.RETROSPECTION .                                                                                                                                WAKE UP CALL. LET US GET STARTED.        

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER.------------------------------------

  WE WERE SLEEPING WHEN THE WORLD

WAS AWAKE.  We have a

We made atryst with destiny.  The day has come to-day

to redeem it.  India is awake when the world sleeps.

   

The Meaningful Beauty..

 

Of course, she never denied any of it aloud,

Of course she never agreed to any of it in private.

 

What could he make for his love for her?

He was warned of the dangers of any romantic attachment.

This was his weakness.

He was ignoring the Advice.

He had come for attending a limited issue and go back.

As fate would have it, it lasted 18 years.

 

Quite simply put, the very sight of her, the very sound of her

made him change his resolution.

 

The way she moved, her happiness, her sorrow, all this,

made him love her. 

 

The world was pleasant when she was with him.

He felt the food was delicious. 

He did not feel the mid-day heat.

He felt the mid-day cool and enjoyable.

 

He had heard her voice this very morning.

He had phoned her that he was coming.

He had caught happiness in her voice on hearing this.

Of course she made no comments about it.

He had faith some day she would truly love her.

 

She was an exception. 

She was perhaps the only woman on this earth

who dressed to try to down-play her beauty.

Not that she tried to look ugly but she came to

regard her beauty as dangerous for her profession. 

She dressed pure and simple in full white.

She tried to identify herself with those hundreds of

miserable girls whom mother nature did not bestow beauty.

 

The suppressed grace, the beauty tried to escape from bondage

and reveal to him what really she actually contained in her..

More she concealed, more it was revealed.

  

An Interview.

 

Question.          Hi long time no see?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Where you been?

My answer.      Moving.

Question.          Did U find Valentine?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          In USA?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Here?where?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Where she live?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Address.

My answer.      Ashram.

Question.          Ashram? U kidding.

My answer.      Near Asram.

Question.          Which?

My answer.      Near Bank.

Question.          Bank where?

My answer.      Bank there.

Question.          More details.

My answer.     Mehbuba’s lane.

Question.          Fixed?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          What is this sort of?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Fix 100%?

My answer.      Fix on my part.

Question.          She agreed?

My answer.      I don’t know.

Question.          Then how U say fix?

My answer.      50% fix.

Question.          Now 50%?

My answer.      100% fix on my part.

Question.          What of her?

My answer.      I don’t know.

Question.          Really U got hit?

My answer.      Like Thunderbolt hit.

Question.          Both roamed together?

My answer.      In dream.

Question.          Then what U see?

My answer.      A glimpse?

Question.          That’s all?

My answer.      That’s all.

Question.          U settled in a glimpse?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          R U Crazy?

My answer.      Mad very mad in love.

 

Question.          But when you knew her?

My answer.      Before years.

Question.          Years?

My answer.      Years.

Question.          One?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Two?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Five?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Ten?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Twenty?

My answer.     sort of.

 

Question.          Where U spot her?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Here where?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Must be a place no?

My answer.      It is a place.

Question.          What place?

My answer.      Old building.

Question.          Old building where?

My answer.      Old building here.

Question.          On CG road?

My answer.      Near to it.sort of.

Question.          Is it a house?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Is she living in it?

My answer.      No.

Question.          What she doing.

My answer.      Attending.

Question.          What attending?

My answer.      Proceedings.

Question.          Where was She?

My answer.      In the big Hall.

Question.          Big hall?

My answer.      Yes.Big hall.

Question.          What is big hall?

My answer.      Big hall is big hall.

Question.          Must be Sports Club.

My answer.      No.

Question.          No?

My answer.      Yes.No.

Question.          Dinesh hall?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Premabhai hall?

My answer.      Big hall.

Question.          Let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

 

Question.          What was she doing?

My answer.      Sitting.

Question.          Sitting where? On what?

My answer.      Sitting.

Question.          On chair?

My answer       no.

Question.          Sofa?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Then on what?

My answer.      She was sitting.

Question.          Yes, on ground.

My answer.      No.

Question.          Alright let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

Question.          What were U doing?

My answer.      I entered.

Question.          What U did?

My answer.      I found a vacant place.

Question.          Where?

My answer.      Besides her.

Question.          Side by side?

My answer.      No. sort of.

Question.         No and sort of? What is this?

My answer.      It is this.

Question.          U sit on chair?

My answer.      No.

Question.          U standing?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Then U sitting where?

My answer.      Near her.

Question.          Side by side?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Behind her?

My answer.      No.

Question.          In front of her?

My answer.      No.

Question.          For God’s sake,where?

My answer.      Adjacent to her.

Question.          Let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

 

Question.          What U did?

My answer.      I sat.

Question.          What U were doing?

My answer.      Attending.Listening.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I side-glanced.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I looked on my side.

Question           when?

My answer.      After a while.

Question.          How long?

My answer.      After I had settled.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I saw a loveliest glimpse of face.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Shocked and nervous I moved my head.

Question.          Did she know?

My answer.      Of course.

Question.          U moved head, Where?

My answer.      I looked straight.

Question.          Straight where?

My answer.      Straight there where I had to.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Nervous, I again glanced at her feet.

Question.          Then?

Question.          Did she know?

My answer.      Of course.

Question.          What she do?

My answer.      She moved her foot.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I stared there.

Question.          You made a pass?

My answer.      Sort of

Question.          Did she know?

My answer.      Yes.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She was shocked.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She went red.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She moved her foot.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I stared and stared.

Question           then?

My answer.      She showed her sandal.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She raised her foot again and again.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I stared at her lovely ankle.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She removed sandal.

Question.          How?

My answer.      I don’t know.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I saw her bare foot.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Pointed at sandal with her foot thumb.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I did not understand.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Again pointed at the sandal.

Question.          Was it a message?

My answer.      I did not know.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      At first I did not follow.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Light dawned in me.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I withdrew.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I sat still.

Question.          Was she angry?

My answer.      She had gone red.

Question           Did she slap U?

My answer.      She would have.

Question.          What you mean?

My answer.      She could not.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I sat still.Statue.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I was nervous.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I listened.

Question.          What she did?

My answer.      She already was listening attentively.

Question.          Which is this place?

My answer.      The Big Hall.

Question.          Big Hall where?

My answer.      In Old Building.

Question.          What was time.

My answer.      Morning.

Question.          Cultural function in morning?

My answer.      It was not cultural function.

Question.          Then what was it?        

My answer.      It is attending.

Question.          What was time?

My answer.      11.30.

Question.          What you did?

My answer.      I sat statue.

Question.          How long?

My answer.      Quite long.

Question.          Was there audience?

My answer.      It is attendance.

Question.          How many?

My answer.      Many.

Question.          Ten?

My answer.      No

Question.          Then how many? Hundred?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          How long U sit statue?

My answer.      Quite long.

Question.          One hour?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Two?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

Question.          Tell her name.

My answer.      Her Real Name.

My answer.      It is all imagination.

Question.          My God! All this Fiction?

My answer.      As U like it.

                       (to be Continued…)