Writings - Unknown

*** Want to read from the first? You can start  here. *** "You should be in the US, right?" "Yes, but it seems I am here, with you." "What happened? Why did you return?' "Of course it was simple. Do I have to tell you that I missed you?" "Nope. I am sorry." "No, I am sorry. I should have talked to my parents on that day. I made a mistake. So I corrected it." "So?" "Yeah, after that, I have talked to them and explained how special you are." "They accepted?" "Not an easy task. But yeah, after a few months. Tell me about you. Where have you been all these years?" "I just could not stand at the same house. It keeps on remembering you. I thought I need a fresh space. I shifted here." "I was just like a mad person searching for you. At least you could have called me." "I thought that would make us unstable. You were there in the US focusing on your career, and I don'

*** Want to read from the first? You can start  here. *** "Bro, I want to talk to you about something." "Yeah sis, sure." "Look at this." She showed him the offer letter. "Hey, that's cool. Finally, cracked this one as well. Time to celebrate sis!" "So, what are you thinking to reply to this letter?" He laughed. "What do you mean? Just as always-" "You have to accept this." "What?" "Yes, see, the company is a great one - it is one of the best animation studios in the world!" "So what?" "You can learn many things there." "Come on, what happened sis?" "What happened to you? Just a few years right?" "Just a few years? Just? Wait, this is not you. How did you get this letter?" "That's not your thing?" "Mom and Dad. They asked you to do this?" "No." "You can't lie to me, sis. Let me talk to them." &quo

*** Want to read from the first? You can start  here. *** The days passed really quick as if they were bored of moving too slowly. Abha could not recognize the difference between her home and his brother's home. So did he. They were randomly going to a house and choosing it as their stay for that day.  Of course, his favourite celebration changed from his birthday to Raksha Bandhan. On that day, both plan for a tour to celebrate. Abha accepted a promise from him that, whenever he got settled, he would sponsor all the tours afterwards. One Raksha Bandhan festival was so memorable to him. "Happy Raksha Bandhan bro..!" Abha wished him. "Thank you very much, sis!" Abha asked for his hand to tie the thread. His parents asked him. "Wait, wait, a little change.  First, he wants to give you a gift. Later you can tie it." "What? We already had an agreement of not to buy anything till he gets sett-" "The first time I saw you, I was in an unknown p

*** Want to read from the first? You can start here. *** It was time to go to school. But he did not want to go alone. He quickly dressed up and went near Abha's house. He was in doubt whether Abha would join him. There he saw Abha, returning from outside. "Hai.! Going to school?" "Yeah" "Is it? this seems a bit early!" He nodded, and finally dared to ask. "Do you want to come with me as well? To see my school?" She thought for a moment. That moment felt like ages for him. "Okay, then. Sure!" He just wanted to scream and jump for that reply. "So, tell me something about you, meanwhile" He did not know what to tell. He never faced such a question till then. "I study 6th standard, I want to become an engineer, I.." "Okay, okay. Let me change the question." She laughed. "What are your hobbies?" "Watching movies on television." "What about your favourite actor?" "No one in

      That was a busy day. A routine work day, in a routine work week, with the routine return route. He was lost in the depths. He was wondering at the height of the mountains. How to view them? Were they symbol of achievement? Or the symbol of being alone?       While on the route, he saw someone walking on the road. That person reminded him of someone. It was not new for him. By then, he mistook many strangers for her. He badly hoped that'd be true. It was not the case. He was misunderstood as a stalker. With time, he had forced himself to the fact that he could never see her. But a thin light of hope was making him search for her.     The auto was moving quickly towards the downside of the hill. He thought what he had seen was just a coincidence. He again prayed to God to make it true. His heart was pumping his brain with memories.     The next day, the last workday, his colleagues had finished the work quickly to welcome the weekend early. He was not interested to do the work