Continued from ‘Not Her Cup of Tea: Part I’
She was back in the rain- this time with a new purpose. She was still frowning, but her facial muscles were tensed with concentration, versus her previous hopelessness.
She was still Amaan with her…
Oh weeping stars,
Do your falling tears bring any benefit?
The night has brought its cover over the sky,
Soothing many eyes to rest under its blanket.
But mine refuses to close from the grief they behold,
They search for an answer to relieve …
Beyond a forest whence wind whispers,
Amidst harmony and her sisters,
Among vast land and alluring shadows,
Stood a lake house in a deserted meadow.
It cried a hymn, a cunning calling,
To the one who found it deceiving; appalling,
I write this to you as a reminder. Eighteen years and still together, you are surely one of my closest companions. I’ve heard your voice from the beginning: happiness, sadness, and so much more that thumped against your rib cage. An…
Imagine being hunted. You cannot see your attacker, but you know that the attacker will catch up with you. So you run anyway. Run. You reach a crossroads, and you do not know which road to take. You pick any; it does not matter to you, because the…