Monday, July 20, 2009

Samadrita

Despair and Hope

She stood motionless in the rain,just like a wax-sculpture.The rain-drops had seeped through every inch of her clothing but she could only feel her hot tears.
Just as she were about to fall apart a warm hand curled around hers and she heard a familiar,soothing voice whisper,'It's gonna be okay.'


That Girl

We always played together in the sunny afternoons-me and her.She had the most wonderful smile ever but people only noticed her scarred face.
Years passed by and it was my wedding day.
Bidding her goodbye I said 'Soon you'll be gone too.'
She just smiled and replied,'Nobody marries an ugly girl'