shwwwoooosh...........

He gave her one last filthy look and walked away. She stood there, expressionless , looking at him walk away into the darkness. She felt her soul losing grip and her face suddenly turned pale against the bitter coldness of that night.In the stillness of that moment, there was this sudden air of uneasiness , almost hard to breathe,but she smiled as sweetly as ever,the diamonds around her neck sparkled across her eyes, her lovely floaty red gown that wrapped her body so beautifully flew across the pale background of the sky,her arms wide open, she was falling into the arms of the green earth below her, the starry sky above her , suddenly turned gloomy. She was falling every second, closer and closer to the ground beneath her feet...........

He reached the end of the corridor, it was the 30th floor of the most extravagant hotel in LA, Monte Carlo. He didn't turn back even once to look her in the eye for the last time ever.He walked staright into the bar on the 5th floor and ordered the usual , gin with tonic water, 3 large.As he sipped , suddenly he felt his heart beat harder, it felt almost as if someone was hammering it,harder and harder by the beat. Sweat trickled slowly from the corners of his forehead, he could feel it trickle down his muscular body, every part of his body was oozing with agony. He felt his vision blur just after one drink, which was most unusual as he was a man of resistance. He gave up almost instantly . Dropped off his stool , the tall glass fell from his hands, his eyes withdrew............

She lay on the ground in a pool of blood ,the beautiful green of the earth was sullied by her cold blood. Her angelic eyes stared straight into the sky, the sky was now turning darker but still remained starry. She lay like an angel ,waiting to be carried far, far away and never to return back. Her face glimmered , her lips were still rosy and her mouth bared a broken smile.Her arms were still wide open, inviting anyone to simply fall into and be lost forever. But slowly by the minute her body dissolved , just like the sugar that makes its presence felt with its taste, her soul lingered...........


The next morning her body was found and the news of her death, left him unperturbed. He checked out of the hotel that same morning she was to be buried......

Back home in Alabama, he had moved on ofcourse. But he shivered every night , he could feel her existence, something told him that she was not dead. He saw her in his dreams, her broken smile, her gloomy eyes , all of them said something to him,something he could not decipher or didn't quite care to when she was alive. He felt her body against his many a times , her same old touch, the touch that made him fall for her.Now, he felt tortured.......


He refused to visit her grave. He was disgusted by her touch, her thought .He made every effort to keep her out of his mind, body and soul. He failed. She haunted him every night, reminding him of the worthy and unworthy times, begging him to forgive her if she'd hurt him and asking him to reunite with her. He refused to sleep now and felt himself going mad, he felt caged and was in this desperate need to be freed ..........she still held him..............

It was snowing that night, he looked out of the window, scratched his head a little and then ran his hand through his beard...he felt the need to shave but didn't quite bother anymore, he happily sipped on his gin with tonic water. He drank heavily and had even taken to smoking , couldn't do without his Tijuana smalls anymore ...and that's how he had been living for almost 2 years now.......the apprehensive way...........




Its been almost 35 years now, 35 dark years would be more appropriate. The sunlight streamed through his dusty windows lighting up the dust, something like the tyndall effect.It warmed his old wrinkled back through his crisp white robes.Suddenly he burst out into tears, he cried, 'twas like the burden of the past was flooding out of his soul, he cried louder and harder. His eyes felt pain and his chest ached....he spat blood.......he could picture her in that cadaverous red gown she wore that fateful night .......

His body was found the next morning , in the most awkward position, his extinguished cigarette lay in between his cold fingers and his gin poured out all over the floor.He was covered in blood and his eyes .............his eyes ,were shut........

His radio was however found to be turned on and in the doldrums of that morning, Sinatra sang ...strangers in the niiiiiight, exchanging glances,strangers in the niiiiiiight........dooby dooby dooo..do dooby da da deee.......