The Direction Blog

 Finally, the night had caught both of us together after countless days of hardwork and long sleepless nights. Our faces ached the pain of being distanced from each other but the satisfaction of holding his hand under the starry night knew no bounds. He massaged my left hand as I rested my head comfortably on his left shoulder.  'You are still the same', he said as he pointed towards the twinkling bright lights in the dark night sky.  'Meaning?', I asked wondering what he meant. 'Not a bit of you has changed since the last five months. Your hair is still blonde and silky, your brown eyes still recognize me and reveal a lot without the help of your lips', he said. 'Look there - that's the Orion constellation and the three linear stars on Orion's belt are called the Gate of Heaven', he laughed as he continued, 'the Gate of You'. I gave him a shy smile. He smiled back to me. I felt a ray of hope striking my face - the hope of never leaving h...

 The old wooden door opened to a dusty bedroom. Decorated with spider webs and dusty furniture, the room gave a hint of being untouched for ages. The white paint of the walls had vanished to give them a tarnished yellow colour. Black dust patches dotted the room at various places. The curtains still hung from the hooks trying not to allow the sunlight from peeping inside. Though, they failed in their attempt as the tatters they had, welcomed thin rays of bright sunshine. As I peeped out of the window, the tall deciduous trees smiled at me in recognition. I scanned the room with my tearful nostalgic eyes. I felt as if the furniture had begun to converse with me. 'Aren't you the little clad who used to roam around in this mansion spreading happiness?', the metal cupboard with a broken door said. I smiled at its last two words. I nodded in response.  'Where were you these years?', questioned the bed. It looked naked without any bedsheet. 'Didn't you feel like t...