Words Unveiled

Sometimes you spend years with a stranger in the hope of getting to know him one day. And then one day you realize it was nothing but a waste. “We are almost there.” Vasundhara opened her eyes and looked out the window of her car. The serene scene of clean air and green trees filled her heart with a fresh new feeling that she always felt whenever she and her husband, Anish, came here. The calm aura of this town always relaxed her heart and allowed her to soar in the tranquillity. It wasn’t like that she hated Delhi. It was the place where she had made a proud place for herself in Anish’s construction firm. It was the place where she worked and thrived on the risks and new possibilities coming their way. In all these years, work has become the distraction that she needed. And Delhi was the place of distraction. Her hometown was not. Dehradun was where she was born and raised and then, unfortunately, lost her father to an accident at the tender age of fifteen. Lots of mem...

I believed in rainbows and unicorns, I was fond of lovely fairy tales, A different world and the happily ever after, But in real, all of it pales. I loved the idea of being a princess, I thought I had the right to dream, Of glitters and gold, of love and peace, But in real, it was the worst nightmare that made me scream. I was of an age to play with dolls, To play dress up with the lovely gowns, Instead, the sheet covering me was snatched away, And I was left bare, with a thorn-filled crown. I soon realized that fairy tales aren’t real, And that there wouldn’t be a Prince Charming for me, Because a monster was lurking in the shadows, Who had already set his evil sight on me. It was just another day when I stepped outside, Little did I know that it was the beginning of my end, The cruel devil finally got me into his clutches, And things started happening that I couldn’t even comprehend. I fought him with all that I had but I was ju...

One month later “Okay guys, let’s wrap it up.” Giya clapped and made her way towards Rehaan where he was drinking water from a bottle that Gina handed him. “Hey Rehaan, you promised you would help me shop for the costumes. You didn’t forget it, did you?” She asked him cheekily. Rehaan gave her a warm smile. “I never forget anything.” “Good. How about today?” “Sure, I’ve got no problem.” He replied. “Aww, poor boy,” Gina smirked and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “You shouldn’t torture him by taking him to shopping, Giya.” Giya rolled her eyes at her. “I really don’t mind. I am pretty much used to it anyway.” Rehaan chuckled and lifted her arm from around his shoulder and twirled her playfully. Gina giggled at him. “Okay, enough Gina. Go find someone else to give trouble. We have got work to do.” Giya narrowed her eyes at her and shook her head while her suppressing her smile when Gina pouted playfully and walked away. After few hours both Giya and Rehaan’s h...

There’s one body, there’s one soul But they don’t belong together. It has one mind, and a beating heart But neither of them cares for another. “What are you writing?” Rehaan looked up from his diary at Giya and sighed. No matter how many times he refused to answer that question, she just wouldn’t give up asking. “Nothing.” He tucked the pen into the journal and closed it. Giya gave him a suspicious look and sat in front of him. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” She placed two coffee cups on the table and gestured him to take one. Rehaan took one cup and lifted it to his lips. “Thanks.” Giya kept looking at him with narrow eyes. “Will you ever tell me what you keep writing in your  precious  journal?”  “Sure. One day.” He nodded with a sweet smile and then added, “I like your scarf.” Years and years of practice! Rehaan never showed his journals to anyone. Ever. As far as anyone knew him, he didn’t even have any journal to hide...