Time does not heal everything

Time does not heal everything

Everyone says time heals any broken piece but sometimes being too careerist hurts your relationship and so time does not heal everything. Relationship is like a glass ball which when dropped breaks, you can glue it but it will never be like the old one.

Career is like a rubber ball, it will bounce back to you.

TIme does not Heal Two young girls and a young boy, probably in their late teens in the balcony discussing relationships, engaged in a deep conversation trying to make a reason out the few experiences they have had for all these years. Poorvi and Manav are already committed to each other; Maansi is Manav’s cousin and best friend. Poorvi flaunts her hourglass figure by leaning against the wall to keep Manav’s eyes hooked up on her; the peplum top and pencil skirt accentuate her beauty. Maansi is more of a geek who likes to pay attention to the details and reads between the lines to probe deep into the pneumatic locus and come up with solutions and hence she is the apple of everyone’s eye. Manav is in his casual with his nerdy glasses on and Maansi wears a short yellow dress with her hair undone, she lets her hair swing with the touch of wind blowing and soothing the young souls.  Slow fade in. Maansi holds a Garfield coffee mug in her hand, and Poorvi is busy filing her nails, Manav looks disturbed. Maansi is standing in the extreme left; Poorvi is in the middle and Manav in the extreme right corner.

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Aarushi Time in Memorial

TIME IN MEMORIAL

Time in Memorial

 Contemplated by the grim reality that her brilliance was, not much reflected in her intellectual pursuit Aarushi took refuge to introspection while her hands took to scribbling. A drowsy numbness penetrated her nerves and she felt prey to siesta. While she took to an ephemeral state of laze he took to the eternal state of slump. His demise transcended the moral and ethical conventions that blemished and tainted the subconscious Aarushi. The unnerving jolt had conferred to her the bitter; that he had left the world of the mortals forever.

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In the Forefront

In the Forefront

The intricate nexus of the saga revolved around humor juxtaposed with intellect. With the first shower of winter, she looked forward to a new year, a fresh start to move ahead into the journey of time whereas he with utmost patience kept waiting headlong just to catch a glimpse of her face virile. Just when he was about to leave, a cold, comforting grip on his right arm was all that stopped him from advancing any further. That was the moment he had been waiting for all those years since the day he first eyed her. He didn’t know what was in store for him considering the fact that she was in a way, cold, before him as always, trying to veil her emotions of joy, anger, grief and affection whenever he tried to uncouth the truth before her. It was a folly for him to be wise where ignorance was bliss, so was she, ignorant.

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