Paarya went to the cliff everyday.. in the hope that she would hear the melodious cadence once more.. just once more.. please.. God.. she prayed.. as she climbed the steep clear trail.. to the top of the hill nearby her house.. she went regularly to see the sunrise or sometimes sunset mostly in the evening.. please as she urged herself forward.. the stiff cotton folds of her paticote flipping by her legs... she hardly payed any attention to the side.. the shrubs looked extremely still as she moved .. appeared yellow sometimes.. she wondered .. if it was flowers or the drop in her false vision..
both sides were flooded with spring blooms... lightly sprinkled.. . shrubs and bushes... somewhere.. right from out the gate of her house to the steep incline.. then a rise.. really was a small span of substantially wide strap to the base of earth rise to hill and then a little awkward steady incline up to the small flat ground atop hill and uneven extension of the hill side in all ways.. the symmetry of ground was quite attractive as well the cliff and adjoining boulder rocks and trees by the edge..
She picked up nearing the top.. today's quite good as any other.. she thought.. except the fact that.. she was too restless to enjoy.. by the clearing end of trail she came to the ground.. and she increased pace.. she thought it is all too well that instead of her vehicle.. she came here walking..
She set by tree for an hour.. at the edge of cliff.. the tree.. shone in golden yellow and amber of setting sun.. she set well back leaning on tree trunk by the rocks near tree.. the canopy looming a little further seemed to reach out to the sun.. the leaves shone bright Crystal around the edges.. and the stems blue.. the hues set her mind to the meditation of trying to replace the urgency in to well presented frame as the replacement of the . Lull... or optional solutions to the erratic longing for the voices that floated near the boundaries of cliff of Terja hills.. and she tried to focus on myriad instead on the wind fearing the disappointment followed by an empty trip..
It's been a while since she had enjoyed the lull of the farther stretch of.. hills .. and the song.. it merely sounded like the lilting like panorama of moonless night with fire flyers.. the trees on the hill spoke .. the mesmerising voice of .. nature.
The amber burning fiery leaves of tree did her quite a good magic to her mood at the end of day.. yet she couldn't hear any.. the rythemic nature's voices.. she felt refreshed none the less. She returned from hills following a wide trail with easy decline.. a different route then the one by which she went up.. rarely did she take this way .. though it was well inlayed in dense hillside jungle.. it descended to a wider opening straight into a busy market street of her town.. the set-up looked like puzzle to her .. as if she could save on quite a few minutes walk by way through market..
The house was empty.. her husband wasn't home yet.. she was relieved that she wasn't late.. she took up buying some vegetables on her way back... and the fact that she really wasn't late.. it's just 6:45 she thought.. she felt to cook potato mash and loaf for dinner ..
Sitting up in porch after dinner..
Vikram: how is your work.. sweetie?
Paarya: better.
Vikram: are you alright with the idea of a music player for a gift.. ?
Paarya: yes.
She Flickered to night sky just once quickly..
Vikram: please.. try not to cry tonight.. or .. or.. i will.. signup next week for shift.. do you really like Mrs. Mehda so very much..
Paarya went red. ..
Paarya: No.
Vikram: please forgive me for.. but..
Paarya: it's alright.. i am going to be happy someday.. i hope you understand.
Vikram: i love you very much.
After awhile they went to bed ... by the cold of winter night. Once in bed ...
Paarya: Viram.. ?
Vikram: yes.. !!!
Paarya: i am right beside you.
Vikram: yes.. i know.. but do you..
Paarya: take me to the cliff..
Vikram: now.. ?
Paarya: yes.
They rode to cliff in a vehicle.. quickly by wider road.. recently made in last month.. and set for few minutes.. soon..
Paarya: let's go back.
Vikram: so soon.. ?
She smiled.
both sides were flooded with spring blooms... lightly sprinkled.. . shrubs and bushes... somewhere.. right from out the gate of her house to the steep incline.. then a rise.. really was a small span of substantially wide strap to the base of earth rise to hill and then a little awkward steady incline up to the small flat ground atop hill and uneven extension of the hill side in all ways.. the symmetry of ground was quite attractive as well the cliff and adjoining boulder rocks and trees by the edge..
She picked up nearing the top.. today's quite good as any other.. she thought.. except the fact that.. she was too restless to enjoy.. by the clearing end of trail she came to the ground.. and she increased pace.. she thought it is all too well that instead of her vehicle.. she came here walking..
She set by tree for an hour.. at the edge of cliff.. the tree.. shone in golden yellow and amber of setting sun.. she set well back leaning on tree trunk by the rocks near tree.. the canopy looming a little further seemed to reach out to the sun.. the leaves shone bright Crystal around the edges.. and the stems blue.. the hues set her mind to the meditation of trying to replace the urgency in to well presented frame as the replacement of the . Lull... or optional solutions to the erratic longing for the voices that floated near the boundaries of cliff of Terja hills.. and she tried to focus on myriad instead on the wind fearing the disappointment followed by an empty trip..
It's been a while since she had enjoyed the lull of the farther stretch of.. hills .. and the song.. it merely sounded like the lilting like panorama of moonless night with fire flyers.. the trees on the hill spoke .. the mesmerising voice of .. nature.
The amber burning fiery leaves of tree did her quite a good magic to her mood at the end of day.. yet she couldn't hear any.. the rythemic nature's voices.. she felt refreshed none the less. She returned from hills following a wide trail with easy decline.. a different route then the one by which she went up.. rarely did she take this way .. though it was well inlayed in dense hillside jungle.. it descended to a wider opening straight into a busy market street of her town.. the set-up looked like puzzle to her .. as if she could save on quite a few minutes walk by way through market..
The house was empty.. her husband wasn't home yet.. she was relieved that she wasn't late.. she took up buying some vegetables on her way back... and the fact that she really wasn't late.. it's just 6:45 she thought.. she felt to cook potato mash and loaf for dinner ..
Sitting up in porch after dinner..
Vikram: how is your work.. sweetie?
Paarya: better.
Vikram: are you alright with the idea of a music player for a gift.. ?
Paarya: yes.
She Flickered to night sky just once quickly..
Vikram: please.. try not to cry tonight.. or .. or.. i will.. signup next week for shift.. do you really like Mrs. Mehda so very much..
Paarya went red. ..
Paarya: No.
Vikram: please forgive me for.. but..
Paarya: it's alright.. i am going to be happy someday.. i hope you understand.
Vikram: i love you very much.
After awhile they went to bed ... by the cold of winter night. Once in bed ...
Paarya: Viram.. ?
Vikram: yes.. !!!
Paarya: i am right beside you.
Vikram: yes.. i know.. but do you..
Paarya: take me to the cliff..
Vikram: now.. ?
Paarya: yes.
They rode to cliff in a vehicle.. quickly by wider road.. recently made in last month.. and set for few minutes.. soon..
Paarya: let's go back.
Vikram: so soon.. ?
She smiled.
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