Skip to main content

The lights of Gori..

Mohini stood at the brink.. near a tree.. looking at Vishmak as he did cut out logs from dry shrubs or bushes big enough.. and woods that were over grown..

He spoke from where he stood..

Vishmak: rest if you are tired.. i am going a little deeper .. further in woods.. you will still hear me..

he moved further .. away from the mass of piled chunks he had set near a couple of big trees..

Mohini felt a numbing as Vishmak whispered in her ears.. a croon.. a grey cloud engulfed her body .. and as she shied away.. her soul.. set on fire of his warmth .. that rose in her heart.. suffocating her existence in the surrounding filled with brilliance of multiple coloured flowers..

Mohini: let me go..

She jirked up and walked out from the edge..

The sun was about to set.. and it would be dark soon.. she looked at the hill and the small house above.. Vishmak had built for them as he had said yesterday.. when he had become sure that she was in this region.. he had a flash of vision .. he had seen her in dream.. . .. as he had said.. he had built this house to live with her untill they returned to north.. he sensed Mohini might like this place if so it wasnt fitting to disturb her least she might runaway again.. he feared so.. as he had explained to her.. yesterday.. night..

She gathered some dry leaves to light a fire under the shadow of the giant rock..
She lit fire and set beside.. looking at the house as it looked brilliant under setting sun..when the sun sank.. the immediate area in the lights by fire lit up and then as the shade of rock lengthened and disappeared into the woods.. the surrounding filled with brilliance of bright light within the range of rock shade periphery encircling ..

Vishmak was in the woods cutting logs to put boundaries to their house.. she had argued to accompany him in the fear of Maiysesura.. wherever he went.. he had asked her to wait outside the dense of woods.. Maiysesura had come in this area .. many times.. .. looking for her..

Vishmak: it's nightfall .. yet you have turned up the area with light.. where did you learn this art..

Mohini: Gori..

Vishmak: it's quite useful.. let's go inside.. i have turned up few drags in the woods to watch.. and a couple of synchs.. if he came around he should fall in ..

Mohini: i am so afraid of him..

She clutched on him..

Vishmak: if he don't get trapped in.. i will go hunting him in few days.. please don't be afraid..

Mohini: i will come with you..

Vishmak: yes.. be careful in the woods.. the drag is powerful ..

Mohini: yes. ..

She did hide her face in his shoulders as he picked her up and walked up the slope and in to their hut..



Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Bridge..

The Bridge ... Once upon a time there was a piece of flat land standing aside a river bank of northern bridge that hung in misty valley of central Asia.. fog engulfed the shores in twilight every time by dusk and dawn.. each fortnight shone in the orange yellow lights from day and afore night.. while pearl white during the hours.. It was called mystical valley of old people who were named after the plants that grew under shade of the bridge in flat land called.. idinra.. of silva.. the plants were told to be supernatural life giver among people.. and it was said that one can become immortal by drinking nectar.. but rarely were the brew made and used commonly.. The ethereal beautiful and fertile land was reveared among tribe that provided and nourished.. and young Nsytia daughter of village black Smith came to river bank woods strolling everyday with her friends.. swinging on trees and wild animals.. they rode in foray of youth and celebration by alternate vigil of their people...
Post a Comment
Read more

The cliff..

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...
Post a Comment
Read more

Tangle..

Stars shimmered in dark of moonless sky.. Ragbi peered out from under her veil.. it must be about quarter past midnight.. she thought.. a lamp burned bright far away in the wheat field, and numerous other tiny lights twinkling around village .. during the season of winter festival.. appeared as though teaming of stars on full moon of winter night sky.. putting an illusion of moon and stars bright in dark of horizon instead of blank moonless night, only a bit closer.. her veil lifted moving in a gust of wind, and zari border of her drape shone like a tail of a comet, she tugged at it pulling overheard.. then stepped down the porch and went to sit by neem tree in the front yard.. looking out to distant horizon .. her eyes searched for a sign of a horse advancing .. moved about pathway crossing directly across fields from village entrance and faraway to one of a street.. periodically.  She was waiting for her husband moko, to return from jama's village where he had gone to give fes...
Post a Comment
Read more