Elitz- June-2011
Varun Saigal
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Drizzle of My Dreams (Poem)
Elated heart listening those jingles of laughter Once forgotten subsided in my hearts’ abyss Frothing those memories ruled my life once That laughter ruled my life and happiness once Waving dreams in life still waking me up You vanished leaving my life in the darkness Living hanging in those memories today Asylum in life turned violent disputing happiness Ascending clod bearing sorrow to hail Emerging memories of your laughter again Still prevail in the depth my heart Come once again to filling glee once again Wipe out those sorrows you left behind and forever
V Bright Saigal 17th June 2011
A woman in the Train (Short story)
The sun has risen a little late as the snow bound cold winter morning hesitated to wake up removing its white fur. Winking street lights still stand wake bidding farewell to the retreating darkness. The woman in one and in group, do walking towards the railway station to catch the morning train to the far off main market to sell their weeklong produces. Lazy en is around chattering like warble of birds sipping coffee from the crockery. I stood at the station after debarring from the train, that hissing steam from the nozzle. “Porter” I called loudly. An old semi-retired man having visibly wrinkles on his face rushed to me carrying a trolley. “Please help me carry my luggage to the bus station” I asked. “Sure” while grabbing my luggage he said and started running fast. “You seem to be an expert” I commended smiling. “Not much, three years” he smiled. “Your family?-“ I implored. “I am loner” forgot the past and kith. “Where do you8 live?- I was curious. “In the platform, and sometimes in the park” He looked upset. “I am sorry if I made you upset” I felt guilty. “There is nothing to be upset, I lost my family in the calamities, and my wife married someone else who she loved in my absence. It was good, so that she is still alive” he added. “Haven’t you got hurt?’ I asked. For what- if someone doesn’t like me and not loving me, why should I push that marriage? Better discontinue. She did it and I accepted. With a smile he vanished in to the crowd after taking money from me at the station.
V Bright Saigal 17th June 2011-06-19
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