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Once there was a.....


It's been more than 4 years, still she can remember that all like it happened just yesterday.
That first love๐Ÿ˜..... Those butterfly feeling in stomach ๐Ÿ˜‚.... Everything.

She wanted to be his support in his hard times but she didn't know..... how?
In his bitterly hard time.... She wanted to be with him to say everything will be all right.

I remember, she wore his favourite colour blue and drove to his place for the first time.
She reached, hugged him and was saying every beautiful word to lighten his heavy heart. But ..
She felt a hand moving in her dress, she pushed him and said I'm not here for this all. Please, don't do that.
I want that... And don't worry, nothing much will happen. You too will enjoy it. It's fun. He said
He look into her eyes... Don't you trust me?
She started to say... This is not about trust things. I'm not ready for this now. Try to understand. I don't want it. If you want it.... Lemme go then and. . . . 

He put his huge hand over her mouth and unbuttoned her pants. She was moving like a fish without water. He then put his hand on her throat and pressed it hard. It was hard for her to inhale, she was trying to get herself free.
But she couldn't.
After he set her free... She completed her words what kinda trust I should do on you.

He fall down on bed and was smiling. She got to know she'll never get her answers here.
She wore and left the place asap. She saw herself being followed by him.
She just didn't stop. 
There was a moment when she saw a heavy vehicle moving on road. And she decided to jump on it's way and get the peace she lost that day. 
She tried but failed.

He caught her....
I looked her from far. I walked to ask her but I noticed him and he was apologizing and she was not letting him touch her even on her shoulders.
They argued and he hugged her while she kept crying.
He hold her hand like was making some promises and left.
She with a smile, waved her hand to say bye 
and 
then turned and her eyes again starting flowing like she met a huge loss that couldn't be filled by words anytime.
She was moving her each step like a burden is moving with every next step.
I met her for the first time that day. Though I'm a girl full of life and fun... But from that day... I'm with her who can't even breath without a guilt. She lost her self respect, dignity and most important self confidence.



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