Shadows in doubt



The entire lane was laid with fallen flowers. Crushed, desolate and crowded together.

I loved those flowers, in petals of white and pink. Or may be I loved it so much because I can still remember the crisp sound of our shy footsteps on them. While the white of the petals shone bright on his face, and the pink - on my cheeks we walked that very path, every evening of every spring.


I also remember that ‘certain’ period, when I was far from young and innocent. But I loved the game of pretext. I lived like a kid. Screamed into the sky… walked backwards… whispered in his ears – half lies and full truth.

Not to forget, the stories we made pointing to our lean shadows on the long winding road. How I blushed at the shadows inching closer… How I grew out of the girl I no longer was into a woman I so longed to be. So many secrets, so many more images…!



.......of mere flowers, shadows and a love that never was.

The lane is still laid with fallen flowers, I hear......Crushed, desolate and wet with tears.

6 comments:

Aswinkumar 10:05 AM  

hey nice 2 see u back blogging often...
the last line
"The lane is still laid with fallen flowers, I hear......Crushed, desolate and wet with tears"
really carries a lot of intensity........
short n crisp...
anna sweet with a powerful meaning in it...

N 2:46 PM  

:) thank u so much! so happy to see someone else love those lines as much as i did!

prasanna venkatesh.b 5:11 PM  

Hey Nivy!
Hows it going? This combination of visual+verbal has a stunning effect. Almost like a short film, except it runs in my head. Beautiful :)

N 10:16 AM  

hey am doing quite alright! :)
so glad that someone else suffers the same effect that i do! ;)

Jaunty Python 11:27 PM  

And the award for Melancholy queen 2008 goes to...Ms. Ekta Kapoor! :) Sorry..Ekta just brings tears to my eyes with her serials!

"The lane is still laid with fallen flowers, I hear......Crushed, desolate and wet with tears."...Brilliant i say...I wish I could frame such sentences :)

N 12:11 PM  

:)

"When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence" - Ansel Adams

In this space you will find images and words. It is upto you to weave 'em together and see what I see.