Unity In Diversity

This is a story of a place. In fact this is a story of a beautiful place below the Himalayas. The place was filled with different people of different color, different caste, different creed and different lifestyles and way of living. But despite all the differences the people lived in complete harmony. Everybody respected each other and were quite understanding. But that was just an illusion.

In fact everybody just pretended to love each other. Inside their heart there was hate which they had never let out. All the hate accumulated and slowly the vengeance inside them started to show. Soon there were quarrel, fights, riots, battles and bloodshed. Houses were burned and hundreds of people were killed. The beautiful place was no longer beautiful.

My Love For Her

I felt nothing for her. Nothing at all. Maybe i am heartless or maybe i am emotionally empty. I had loved her once or maybe not but we had once been in a relationship. I saw the sorrow in her eyes. I could tell that she did regret every single thing that she did to me . She deserved the tears. It really was of no use after so many years. At least not for me. Maybe i still loved her but she just cant walk in and out of my life. Tow years back when she left me shattered and broken did i cry. Maybe i did and maybe it is the price of those tears that she is paying now. She deserved the tears. She was herself responsible for her tears.

"I am sorry, i really am" , she said.

Those words seemed so blunt. I know she was sorry and i know she had regret but after what had happened i could not trust her. "But Whats the use after so long" I asked.

"I am sorry that i left you. That may have been my biggest mistake in life but you dont deserve to punish me like this. You know i still love you, you know i am sorry. I want to make it up to you.You know i had my reasons to leave you ." she said

I couldnt even get the meaning of her words. She may have had her reasons but she had left me without a word . Not even a goodbye , not even anything. I even tried to contact her . I had written her mails everyday for about 4 months after she left but she dint even bother to reply. And now she comes to me all of a sudden when i have already learnt to live without her. When i have been able to pick up my broken life and am trying to move on with life.

"But i have learnt to live without you" i said

"we can start over new" she replied

Start over new????? Even her shigt was a pain to me. She made me remember all those days spent in pain missing her. My days spent with her was a waste of my time, we did share eternal memories but i felt nothing for her. I had vengeance for her in my heart and i had always wanted to ruin her life for ruining mine. But after seeing her even my hate for her died. I felt nothing. Empty from within.

"Sorry that is not possible" i said, " i dont think that i will ever be able to trust you again."

I saw pain in her eyes. She knew that she had changed me. The separation has changed me. She knew that i was no longer the cheerful old guy she used to love. I could see that her eyes had already swollen by crying for such a long time. Yet I felt nothing for her.

Then i realized that yeha after all she has changed me. And the love for her in me had died , finally.

My First Kiss

I was feeling different that day. It was not like that i had never been out with a lady before but still she was different. It wasn't even a date actually. I just asked if she would like to visit me in the afternoon at my workplace and we could maybe go out for a coffee. I never thought that she would say yes until she gave a thumbs up. Most of the gurls i dated before were blind dates whom i met over the net and they never contacted me after 2 or 3 dates. But oh yeah with her it was a different story. I can never forget the first time we met. I was returning from my college and she too boarded the same mirco bus as mine. She was little freaky because she sat down beside me and she was breaking her fingers and talking to herself. For some unknown reasons i was kindda amazed with this somewhat stupid act and i said " You look beautiful when you talk to yourself" . I dont know how she had felt but i did see her cheeks getting red . Before she got off she handed me a cheat and as i opened the cheat there was her number.

I called her and so started our relationship over the phone but we had not met after that day. I was dressed as usual but unlike before i was concerned about my looks. I was too excited and anybody who saw me could tell. She arrived at around 1:30 and we went to a nearby coffee shop for a coffee. Finally she broke the silence " Lets go somewhere ". Not knowing what to say i replied "Where????". "Anywhere you want to take me " she said. Where would i probably want to take here . Seeing me silent for a minute "Godawari Garden????" she asked. I nodded like a small boy and so godawari it was and a half day for me.

I never had to worry about the conversation because she took care of what to say . We were discussing every sort of stuffs form silly " What did you have for lunch today?" to serious matters of life. It was already getting dark , she looked at her watch and said "We should get going, getting late" . It was already 6:30 and we had to go back home though both of us wanted to stay there forever. While returning she asked me to stop the bike. I did and asked why. She asked " When are we meeting again?". As stupid as ever before i replied "I dont know".

She said " You can kiss me if you want". Shocked i was because out of nowhere came the kissing thing. I thought she was joking until she said it again " I know you want to kiss me". Yeha i did but i never expected her to put it that way. While i was thinking she had already closed her eyes and brought her face near to me. I was confused but still her lips acted like a magnet and i could not resist it. In no time i was kissing her. Our kiss lasted for almost two minutes when we noticed that people passing by were giving us strange looks. "You are a good kisser" she said. I laughed.

Story Of A King

This is a story of a king. NO NO not the scorpion king nor the monkey king. It's a story of a king. A king who did not speak nor did he listen. But he was a king and that was for sure. Eventually the whole nation stooped speaking and they stopped listening. Then soon the dumbness and deafness spread out to the neighboring countries. It was a catastrophic. And soon the whole world was infected and soon the whole universe.

Then there was big bang which broke the silence. But the people were so much already contaminated that nobody choose to listen and they don't still.