Time had left its marks on the corner of his vision. He was an experienced man, trying to sustain his heartbeats while giving some morning strokes on paddles. That day silent road filled with noise of gazes. Her back and butts just swaying as rhythm, her element reiterating forgotten symphony, she was herself.
Although
nudity was a big taboo, more than belief— veiled beauty is sexier, but that
numbness was inexplicable when it couldn’t generate blazes into him. His senses
lost essence?
And
his disturbing face enveloped into unwarned smile— a kid approaching to
ice-cream vendor for unique flavor.
- Ankita Chauhan
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