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End of the year but there began a new journey. In the church they held each other’s hand and Lisa hugged him. Rishik smiled and kissed her on her cheek. She blushed and buried her head in his chest.  “I won’t be having my cellphone now. Exams knocking.” He said.  “Not even for an hour or so? Even my exams are coming but… we won’t even talk for once?” Lisa replied. He replied with a wicked smile, “Neah. Three month would be a long time but the longer you wait, the sweeter is the result.” Lisa smiled but she knew she would break into tears any moment. She hugged him and held him tight. “What happened?” he asked. “We won’t talk for three month? We won’t meet anymore?” Lisa asked innocently. He answered, “What do you think?” “I love you” she said and was into tears. “I love you too baby. I’m sorry, I was just joking.” Rishik replied. He held her chin then, lifted her face and then kissed her. Lisa now drowned into the ocean of feelings was lost in his love. Their eyes met for on

Title- Those Were The Days. Author- N. S. Ravi. Publisher: Frog Books (An imprint of Leadstart Publishing Pvt Ltd.) Language: English Pages-  249 pages. Cost- : Rs. 195. ISBN: 9789352013050 About the Author: N. S. Ravi holds a Masters degree in Economics from the University of Delhi and has had a distinguished and chequered career in senior positions in public and private sector enterprises dealing in jewellery, infrastructure and textiles and apparel in Europe, Africa and India. He speaks Tamil, Hindi, English and French.  Ravi is married and has two children.  ‘Those Were the Days’ is his debut non-fiction work. He can be reached at nuranisravi@yahoo.co.uk Blurb: I get frustrated when I hear my own people criticizing India. I feel sad when I realize that more than half of the Indian population is unaware of what we have achieved in the recent past. It is unfortunate that we seniors along with the government have jointly failed to make our younger generation know how g

On the cross roads I stand again, with the photo of a happy life, that I created long back. The glance of your face made me happy, now your thoughts make me cry, was my decision not right to trust you? Every night I curl up myself to the corner, and I cry, I cry remembering those memories. Sitting on the window panel, I dream once again, of us being happy like before. Awaiting that kiss from you, which would heal all my wounds, sooner or later,  life will be good. Dressed in red, walking towards the bed, I’ll then close my eyes, happily forever, with the thought that once you were mine and I was yours. Image Source-  Favim. This post is written for  Prompt 82 – A Wordle Prompt.

Image Source-  Wallpaper. For once I thought, It’s going to be a new life, a new place.. Excited and happy, I was eager to leave. The excitement just lasted for a few days, time flew soon and finally, the last night at home was here. With tears in her eyes she hugged me, she was no stranger but my very own sister. I never knew such a situation would come up, I ended up crying myself then. The next morning brought out the sun, with new hopes. My journey started towards my future, and the next stop was Kolkata, the city of joys. New place and new faces, I was scared enough. First day at college turned out to be magical, new friends made. Finally it was then time for my lifeline to leave. I smiled and bid her a goodbye. I never knew life would be so difficult without her, I miss you here mummy. I miss everything. But I'm strong enough, I’ll work hard and make you all proud, fulfilling my dreams. Image source-  Flickr.