beliefs...

10 minutes to 1 a.m. and she frantically kept searching for prospective employers and places she would fit in best....a month back,she had walked away from something...and hence all this. all the cliche`s kept resounding in her head...yea she was very fast becoming one of them..trying so hard to be different had only made it easier for her to get neckdeep into it all...why do i even try was what she thought nowadays...laziness just lost its meaning...she would just term it as "just another phase which will probably be a good tradeoff for all things good that needed to happen to her loved ones.."...am forsaking it for them this way....so please god..let them be just fine.."..she said..in the hope that good fortune would return the favor someday...simplistic yet profound theory she convinced herself...after all ignorance is indeed bliss.

seven seconds...

she smiled away...peace made with her demons....she liked it when it was just simple.."..naah...it doesn't matter if i don't say it now...i know...i think he knows too....so..."
first time they met...midnight...one of the busiest places in the world....that would be her home n he would be her family for the next 2 days....the best two days of her life...away from home.
as he warmly patted her n smiled....she knew she had made a good decision..."..maybe,its the beginning of something.." she had told herself as she boarded the crowded,noisy flight three months back home...
six months later...they went on talking about stuff....coffee...music...visas...guys..girls....work.... mas n pas....life...past,present...n yea future....never did they cross the thin yet deep lines of the unspoken bond they had drawn for each other...it was all plain jane...each one telling the other to move on with life...."life" for them now meant only that..n they both knew it..
..or so she thought....

its over now

she walked up the stairs, a kite in her hand....2 hours was what she spent making it...on a weekend...summer afternoon...made out of the local daily...with her people singing in her ears...grandmother staring at her....the old ones always stared at her...
it wouldn't fly...just swooped at her face...."but the music is just right...so is the weather...it has to fly...." she kept saying to herself...as she took it to her room and tied it to the window...in front of the air conditioner...."as long as it flies..."..."next sunday..i will make it fly...actually fly..."...she kept thinking as she fell asleep.
"...am cleaning the girls' room....there's something here...oh its torn newspaper...hanging by the window...never mind...will clean it up.."...