Love That Doesn't Waver

The night seemed starless, wind gushing through the boughs laden with blossoms of the tree, Riya stood still in loneness. Terrace had become her temple by now; the only place she found solace and serenity. Her complaints directly hit God since she rambled lifting her head to the sky. All she could possibly sense that moment was her heave of disappointment, pain got heavy with every tear fall. By now, she’s lost hope for love. Its been a day since Advik got wedded. Riya: On October 5th 2015, is when I first happened to meet Advik, a real conversation resonated. We’ve been living in the same apartment for years now, but hadn’t bumped at each other. We minded our own business, until we threw ourselves up at each other on a Monday morning. Sorry he mumbled to himself, heading to his black shimmering Royal Enfield Bike. “What are you doing there standing still?” my father called out from the car, waiting for me to get in. I swiftly hopped in and was all set and excited. It was my firs

I met him while I was leaving to college this morning. He was already all set to start for his office; his helmet was on, coolers check and hand gloves fit. I expected him to have a word with me but instead he vanished with the wind, making me a stupor with his wink. He’s such an enchanter. I had a presentation to perform at college, I was a bit anxious though. The class had commenced, and it was my call to present. I chose something that’s challenging, GRAMMAR. I’ve known teachers who made grammar so boring for their students right from my schooling. I didn’t want to be the same. Inturn I wanted to make it easy and interesting for others. I covered a whole lot in an hour for my strength. I wasn’t sure if I had presented well, but definitely my confidence has elevated by now. The whole class applauded when I was done. My gang was waving victory signs for me. That brought me immense joy, that’s when I decided I was born to teach. Teaching is also an art, truly it is. Not everybody is

I set about the day jaunty, love bubbling from within. I had a dream about us last night, probably because he was the last thought on my mind before I fell asleep. DREAM: We were a squad of six, two men including Advik and four women counting on me together. Advik and myself had known each other for years now, right from the early ages. We held something special more than love, a highly platonic affection and adoration towards each other but never dared to confess, not even a single time. Two from our gang were already a couple in love, Pooja and Prathap. They were about to get married in a month and in order to celebrate the couple we planned for a party at a roof top restaurant. Madhina another interesting character in our gang was always fond of Advik. She tried all possible techniques to make him fall into her trap, nevertheless he always tried to ignore her since he wasn’t much into her. Abiding to a certain circumstance where she threatened him that she might commit sui