“A favorite image mostly captured on
the dusky horizon.” He whispered while trying to frame that girl who was
dancing on sounding waves, feeling silken zephyrs on her bare skin, as a bird
that got her wings back after ages. Though she was enchanting some blissful
tunes yet spilling pain from her heavenly voice. It seemed that cloudy sky and
endless sea were compelling her to loosen the entire storm, she might be
dragging since decades.
All of a sudden, that lovely
silhouette evaporated and I was left with a blinking message “After 42 years,
she finally at peace...”
P.s - Dedicated To "Aruna Shanbaug".
