Unwritten and long forgotten.

The sun was setting at the horizon, bathing everything in a beautiful orange hue. One could hear young boys playing football at a distance. The cool breeze carried their laughter over along with the delicious aroma of fried fish. This brought a gush of memories of her childhood. All of the early summer mornings spent at the ocean with Pammi. Tears started trickling down her cheeks. Memories of that ghastly day flooded her head. Like always she did not push away those memories instead she indulged in them. She felt she could not run away from them anymore. She looked down at the sunflower in her hand. Sunflowers were Pammi’s favourite, she loved how they followed the sun. Always facing the sun, just like Pammi, irrespective of how bad life was she used to always look on the bright side. She walked into the water, the cold water sent shivers up her body. Gave her goosebumps. She drew in a deep breath. She walked a little further. The water was up to her knees. The sand beneath her feet was slipping. She walked further, the water was till her waist. She let go of the sunflower along with all the memories. Part of the ocean just like Pammi was.
The frantic calls of her husband shook her out of her thoughts. For Narain, who had learnt how to swim in a pool, the ocean was a scary affair. He rushed towards her and beckoned her to get back to safety. She turned and cautiously started walking towards the shore, towards Narain. The sand beneath her feet was slipping, so easy to let go. The current had become stronger. Narain caught hold of her hand and they got back to the shore. She turned and looked at the ocean. It looked scary now. The sun had set. The current was strong. It looked angry. Anger calling to be quenched. She shivered, held onto Narain tightly. Vowing to never come back, she walked away hand in hand with Narain.
Early mornings at the ocean were a busy affair. But it seemed to be bustling today. A large crowd had circled around something that had washed up on the shore.


Puppy love

Lil’ puppy had it all. It did not have to worry about food. The food was supplied at the right time. It used to saunter on the streets, bothering none and bothered by none. It used to bark at the birds, chase squirrels up the trees,run across fields, lie under the warm midday sun. Oh! The simple pleasures a pup could attain, it had them all.
Then along came John Doe with his charming smile, his warm and friendly face. Saw the pup cleaning itself whilst enjoying the warmth of the evening sun. He came over, bent down scratched it behind the ears, ruffled its fur. The pup felt these things it had never felt before. The joy of connecting with someone. John Doe turned around and beckoned the pup to follow him. The pup was in a trance, it knew not what was happening. It followed John Doe, jogging alongside him and constantly looking up at him. Ah!! That face, that smile and that light emanating from his face.
John Doe and the lil’ pup had a great time. They played all the time. All the attention he showered on lil’ pup. Lil’ pup used to wait on his every beck and call. It loved the attention.
And then came the day when John Doe lost interest in the pup. The pup used to wait for him to call out for it, but in vain. It did not want to give up hope. It waited expectantly for those days to return. But those days never came. Days passed. Weeks passed. Finally the pup grew tired of waiting. Picked itself up and went back to its old life. But it was not content. It felt no joy in chasing those pesky squirrels or barking at those birds. It ran from one John Doe to the other, looking expectantly at their faces, hoping to find that joy again.

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