Water. placid,,calm.
unruffled,, quiet.
The sunrays playing tricks on her.
She smiles back with thousand twinkles in her eyes.
Water. rippling,,stirred.
quivering,,fluttered.
The wind came and touched her face.
She danced with many a ripples on her skirt.
Water.flowing,, cascading.
falling,, deluging.
The Ocean beckoned her with a gentle call.
She ran with a thousand ligthenings in her feet.
Water.Frozen,, numb.
icy,, still.
There are no tricks, no touch, no calls anymore.
She stays there, waiting for the season to change.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
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"There are no tricks, no touch, no calls anymore.
She stays there, waiting for the season to change."
says it all...
U've gone and done the same thing all over again babe.. Ghost writing for me and all.. What a day to open your blog... Pleasant surprise! :)
Happy navratri parv!
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