thoughts from heart

I stepped inside the room and at once felt naked. Well, I was wearing clothes but then his gaze always made me feel like I was standing naked in front of him as if her could see me through. It excited me and made me nervous at the same point of time. He directed me towards a chair and it was my cue to sit down without questioning. It has been 3 months that I met him and since then I don't know what is it about him that I can't stop myself from coming to him.             Was he handsome? No, nobody would spare him a second look (except me, I guess). Was he chivalrous? Hah! You got to be kidding me. Did he make me feel good about myself? Ummm... I don't know that but whenever I was with him I was something that I never knew I could be. He cleared his throat and it was his way to tell me that I should better concentrate rather than let my mind wander somewhere from where the way back was impossible. Standing in front of me was Saransh, the renowned painter and I was his fo

As usual I got up before the alarm buzzed. I walked towards the kitchen and set the pan on the gas. I can't survive without shot of caffeine early in the morning. I took the mug and went to the balcony. The view was splendid from there. I wanted to sit in the balcony but suddenly I remembered what Harsh had told me sometime ago, 'Try not to go out. I don't want to attract unwanted attention.' Honestly something had died within me then and there and it made me brutally realize who I was,  still I didn't say anything. I dragged a chair towards the huge window and started enjoying my cup of coffee.             The view ahead of me was fabulous. Zig-zag roads crossed each other. I wonder where they went? At times I also wondered where did people go who every day travel on these roads? They go to home, my subconscious replied. If they go home why in the first place do they leave the comfort of their home? Home! One word but so powerful and magical. I looked around an

I was standing outside the room. The laughter mixed with emotional cries could be heard till the corridor's end. Till now I had been summoned in the room thrice, but I don't know why I couldn't move. I was standing transfixed. Actually I had been in the same state since the time I had heard the news. I was still standing with bated breath when somebody coaxed me and pulled me inside the room. Who was that? I don't even know. The room smelled of medicines. The walls were pale white and there was a huge machine on which some gibberish thing was flashing. Why can't they make the rooms a bit better? I looked everywhere but at the spot that was waiting for my attention.             For a nanosecond everything went black. I thought I had become blind. Before I could panic anymore a voice jolted me, and reluctantly my eyes focused on the spot that I had been trying to ignore till now. There he was. Lying on the bed. Actually it would be wrong to call it a bed. With jus

A gentle tap on my shoulder reminded me that it was my turn to collect my boarding pass. I apologised to the people standing behind me and hurriedly collected my boarding pass. I tried to smile at the lady sitting on the counter, but it seemed like she was also angry with me. I smiled inwardly. It wasn't something new. Nowadays, I seemed to be rubbing wrong foot of everyone. With negligible baggage I was roaming on the airport when the sight of a coffee shop reminded me that I was hungry. As if my brain might not have registered the urge to eat something, without wasting a single second my stomach growled. I opted for a sandwich and a coffee. There was still sometime left for my flight to take off. I looked at my phone. There was no message or missed call. I felt sad but I guess I deserved this. My heart suggested me that I should buy a book so that my mind could stop scolding me but today I was in a mood to be scolded. As if whatever I had heard in few days, curses, scolding etc

There was stillness in the night. Even though I was engulfed by darkness still my eyes were sensitive to few things. I could see a cloud of hair spread beautifully on a white pillow. Even though she was sleeping with a quilt, still I could see her perfect curves as not long ago I had lost myself in them. Outside the room, the street was fully illuminated and for the first time even my insides felt brightened.             I toyed with her hair and she stirred in her sleep and drew close to me. My insides swelled and I wanted to hug her hard but I let her sleep. Although she confesses that she could rarely sleep peacefully, seeing her sleeping like that made me fall in love with her all again. My phone vibrated and suddenly I came back to reality. There was a message from Sneha. I turned my phone off and directed my attention back to the girl sleeping in my bed.             Ananaya.. her name was apt and fitted the scenario well. I met Ananaya almost a decade ago, when we were youn

I switched on the AC and got comfortably seated on my plush chair. I was about to sip my coffee when my receptionist told me that Vaneet was waiting for me. Hearing his name made me both sad as well as angry. No matter how many times I tried to convince him that desires won't take him anywhere, he just never paid any heed and ended up coming at my doorstep. Today was again that day. I took my coffee cup and told my receptionist to let him in.             He had been to my room so many times that it wasn't new to him. I looked at his face carefully and realized that he had baggy eyes. Probably he didn't sleep last night and this time it looked like he had cried too. My heart choked but my profession didn't give me the liberty to become emotional. He sat on the couch as if he wanted support for survival.             "Vaneet, what the hell is wrong with you?" My voice was more accusing than I had intended it to be. However, I was a doctor and seeing my pati