#Not_So_Big_Tale - 3. Society used to call her a widow, she didnt know why? They say, her husband was no longer alive, but she felt his presence strongly, around her, all the time. Evening it was and sun was on his way to brighten up the other part of the world. She walked along the beach side, humming their favourite song. The waves kept coming and kissed her feet and rippled back. She loved the way, the waves played around her. The air was cool and gentle. She liked the silence around her. The only sound she heard was from the water waves and of, her heartbeats. She stopped and turned around to face the drowning sun. She remembered the old time, when they both used to come to this place to bid goodbye to the sun for the day, holding hands together. But now, she was all alone here today. She felt weak. She closed her hazel eyes as she find it hard to stop the tears from running down. Just then, she felt the touch of another hand on hers. She very well knew whose touch it was. She gripped his hand and entangled her fingers around his tightly. And finally, her lips curved into the beautiful smile, that was lost somewhere with the moving time. They both saw the sunset, holding hands together, the same old way. Because they were not just another ordinary couples. They were SoulMats. ~ Hiten
Posted on: Wed, 22 Oct 2014 09:26:18 +0000
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