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Little girl's wild side
Last Updated : 2022-11-28
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Gautham bend down to bury his head on Sindhu's shoulders and said, " Will you say 'Yes' already!" What surprised Sindhu was the tinch of desperation in his voice. How did Gautham end up feeling so much for her in a matter of a month??? Even Gautham did not know how desperate he was to make her his. Just now when he saw Sindhu make such adorable face, he felt something break inside him at the thought that she will be showing such faces to someone else if she ended up marrying someone else. "Its driving me crazy you know. The things that you are making me feel.", Gautham said with a slightly annoyed voice. Sindhu did not say anything. She just tightened her hold around him and stayed in his embrace. After a while, Gautham finally let her go. He took one last look at her face, quickly said his bye and left. He feared if he stayed any longer, he would start begging her. There is no backstabbing ex or a greedy relative or a dark haunting past. This is a pleasant light love story of two people facing arranged marriage. A slightly messed up wild woman and a very normal clumsy man.
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Prologue
The grey, almost black sky covered the beautiful field of lush looking flowers. The wind carrying the perfumed scent along. It was wild and beautiful and carried the scent of roses and tulips and wild berries plucked fresh out of the green trees.
It was warm and innocent and and a lively atmosphere, full of naivety and heart's desires.
Out there was a young beautiful girl, hopping along in her long skirt made from the finest of silk fabric that was the utmost soft to the touch--almost like velvety rose petals. Her dark long hair braided with flowers hung over her delicate, ivory skinned shoulders, begging to be admired.
She went on collecting the tiny
daisiesandtulipsand rosesinherhands, all until they were full and she couldn't carry anymore. Shewashappy. Ecstatic. Warm and content. She'dalwaysbeenhappyaround mother nature and her range of beauty starting from the delicate flowers in her hands and the huge, looming trees that stood all around her like a big, protective shield.And then there were these green luscious fields sprinkled with scatters of rainbows all around. Flowers--they brought her such joy, she couldn't quite explain.
Too
badherfriendsweren'there. They were busy trying to attract the boys behind that old wooden shed, just like the true nymphs and dryads they were. Theywould'velovedthisplaceasmuchas her, she was sure of it,sincetheyadorednatureand flowers asmuchasshedid. She wondered for a moment if she should've brought one of those handwoven baskets with her, ones her mother loved carrying around, and so that way she could've carried a hundred flowers and shown her dear friends the beauty of them as well.But alas, she hadn't.
Her friends weren't here.
But everything
was still perfect. The wide grinonher pink, supple lipssaidso.Although, she
didn'tknowaboutthe dark, broodingmanlookingather from afar. Judgingevery hop and every livelystepofhers. Notingdowneverymovement, everydetailofhers. The way her skirt swished around her pale ankles, the way her eyes casted around the darkest of rich-colored flowers, the way her soft, beautiful smile only seemed to grow and grow and grow.His
darkblack –almostcharcoalcolored eyes– the shade of darkness and the shade of impending doom,darkenedeven furtherashesawher nearingthespecificflower. Theflowerhehad placed there for her, especially for her, grownforher within the rich soil there. Theflowerheknewshe'd stop near and pickupfromtheearthy soil.Not
surprisingly enough, thegirlstoppedandstaredatthebreathtaking red flowerin frontofher, all so suddenly struck with awe because she had never seen something so beautiful before. It wasn't a rose, the red was rich and deep and unique and the petals were like silk and stars and moonlight. Itwasuniquelydifferentfromtheothers. Notaroseorapoppy. Itwasstrange. Andso much beautifulatthesametime.Her
fingertipstouchedit'spetalsalmost gingerly, almost as if afraid. it looked to be as if she afraid, but she wasn't. She felt the opposite, enchanted and entranced by such a small piece of beauty. Asifitwassomethingfragileandshedidn'twanttobreakit.The
mysterious, darkmanwatchedher from within the shadows that hid him,asabeautifulsmilelitherface. Somethingfeltaliveinsidehim, something that had never felt alive,whenhewatchedthatgirl. Hehadneverexpectedtofeelalive. He wasn't meant to be alive, feel alive. No, he was meant to be the dark, in the dark, dead and near deathNo, ithasalwaysbeendeadsurroundingsforhim. Hewasusedtothedeadaroundhim.But
thisgirl, shewassodifferent. She was the fresh rays of sun and the light of the newly living. She was a cool breeze and a way out of the dark shadows.She
placedherfingersaroundtheslimstemandpluckeditout.Unfortunately, she
didn'tknowwhatwastohappenafterthat. Inmereseconds, in just a blink of an eye, thegrounderuptedfrombeneathher. Asmallholeturnedintoabig, blackchasm sucking everything and everyone into it.Unfortunately enough, that included her too.
Before
shecould'veevenletoutascream, shewaspulledinside.To
him.To
theUnderworld.Hades and Persephone.
That was how Hades kidnapped Persephone, the goddess of spring. The famous myth that almost everyone knows. Truly scary at first but it was all out of love, right?
Right.
However, what Hades did was wrong. Like some people say, there had been consequences for his actions. Deadly consequences.
But this was just a legend. Something people really didn't believe in. And why would they?
Places like Underworld surely did not exist. Hades did not exist. Neither did Persephone. Nobody knew where a person went after dying. Some believed in afterlife, some didn't.
After all, there couldn't be just one person controlling all the dead souls out there. Lord of the Dead. He could not exist.
Everyone believed that this was just a story. I believed the same. However, my sweet grandma did not. Which, to be honest, was just because of her old age. That was what my parents told me.
And I was completely fine with that. Really, I was.
But then something happened. And I died.
And
IfoundouthowwrongIactuallywas.Latest chapter
Little girl's wild side "I will be there"
The marriage was exactly one month away. Sindhu was sitting in her room with all her lights switched off and doors locked shut. Her mind was messed up and in a daze. She did not know what she was feeling. Her heart was in a twist.This room... It has been her safe haven and her hell at the same time for as long as she could remember. She had not lived here for 4 years but still, this was her home. She always knew she could come back to this one place no matter what and it will give her solace. But after these weeks, this won't be her room. This will not be her home. She did not know how to digest this fact. Her heart was in a twist. She felt so terrified all of a sudden.The voices in her head won't stop. She kept remembering all the things she ever experienced within these walls- some good some bad. It was so overwhelming that she felt as if she was drowning. She felt so lost and helpless. And the silence surrounding her was almost deafening.All these days she
Last Updated : 2022-11-28Little girl's wild side "We're home,"
When they reached Sindhu's place, it was almost midnight. Gautham stopped the car outside Sindhu's place. Then he turned around towards Sindhu who was happily sleeping with her seat pushed down to the max and her legs hoisted over the dashboard in the front. She looked extremely peaceful and content. Gautham almost did not want to wake her but then he reached out and shook her awake. Sindhu blinked several times. She lifted her hands to rub over her eyes. But seeing as she never bothered to wash her hands after having snacks, Gautham hurriedly grabbed her hands. "Your hands are not clean. They still probably have spices from the potato chip you had earlier", Gautham said but Sindhu was still not fully awake and a little groggy so she did not comprehend what he was saying. By reflex, she tried to reach her eyes with her other hand. Gautham let out a sigh and held back both her hands with one of his hands and reached out with his other hands, tidied her hair that was falling over her e
Last Updated : 2022-11-28Little girl's wild side Out of sight, out of mind.
That night, Gautham came back late after distributing all the invitations. But to his surprise, he actually found that Sindhu was not back yet. He freshened up and came down to the lobby and sat on the stairs waiting for Sindhu. John and Steve were already back and already off to bed. They were long used to Sindhu not showing up at night, unlike Gautham. Even when he was worried and anxious, Gautham still waited patiently for her. The cold air stung his skin making the hair in his hand standstill. At last, just before dawn, the roaring sound of the car awoke Gautham from his daze. He looked up only to see Sindhu get down from a red Audit. It was John’s car. Since Gautham had driven the car they came in, Sindhu borrowed one of John’s cars. “Why are you still up?” Sindhu asked coming towards Gautham. He just shrugged his shoulders and answered perfunctorily, “I couldn’t sleep…” Both of them knew he was lying. After all, he could har
Last Updated : 2022-01-09Little girl's wild side Some people are just slaves to their demons.
Sindhu sipped on her drink and looked out the window with a blank expression on her face. Her eyes stayed steadily looking at nothing in particular. Her eyes were as if everything around her was invisible somehow while vehicles kept zooming in front of her leaving behind exhaust fumes. They were not invisible but Sindhu just did not care enough to notice anything in particular.Everything and everybody around her was busy with something or the other except for her. Nobody seemed to have the time of the day to notice anything around them… everybody was rushing to someplace or other… they seemed to be moving in a rush all the time. They all seemed to have somewhere to be at any point in time… but she one the other seemed to be always lost!This was not the first time she had noticed this… This scene is the most common sight no matter where one goes… She just never been able to figure out how to make sense of it.After all,
Last Updated : 2022-01-09Little girl's wild side Ms. Annonymous?
After about one hour, Sindhu finally actually woke up and went to freshen up. Gautham went in search of John. He asked around the staff and finally found him in what looked like a study room.He knocked on the huge door before entering.The room was brightly lit. Both sides of the room were covered with shelves and they were all filled to the brim with books.But the wall straight opposite to the door was fully empty except for a huge piece of a painting of the mansion with a sunset in the background. The mansion was actually small compared to the background sky. And from the looks of it, it was probably painted by Sindhu. It was not a realistic painting. It was slightly abstracted. And like the ones in her apartment, the whole painting was done with reddish-yellow shades and blacks peeping here and there."That's Sindhu's handiwork, isn't it???" Gautham asked out loud. But the question was actually rhetoric.John looked up then followed Gautham's
Last Updated : 2021-11-06Little girl's wild side Stop using him as your pillow, Sindhu
It was dead of the night. The streetlights were flickering away. Everything was quiet and tranquil until suddenly the rumbling sound of several bike engines was heard which was accompanied by several rogue male voices shouting profanities.There was one bike in the forefront, driven by a girl. She seemed hurt and very disoriented. Her bike was not steady. The bike was going zigzag without any pattern. There was blood all over her torso. Blood dripped down on the road making a red trail behind her. Her vision was blurring out from excessive loss of blood. But by sheer determination, she drove the bike as steadily as she could and as fast as she could. She knew help was on the way. All she had to do was to hold these thugs off till then. But it was getting so hard to keep her eyes open.There were about a half dozen bikes following her. Even when the guys following her did not seem to be hurt, their bikes were nowhere near being any steadier than th
Last Updated : 2021-11-06
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