“Smells often prove to be an irresistible bait for memories. With unexpected clarity, they bring back various facets of consciousness they were entwined with at those moments long past”
With his fingers stilling, his eyes broke away from the laptop screen. From his vantage point, his swept across the wide expanse of the thawing valley – the mountain air filling his lungs reminding him of what felt like in hindsight, what was closest in description to – as dramatic as it sounded – to his rebirth or reawakening.
“Shadows and Tides”, he returned to his laptop and typed, “The push and the pull…
Undeterred by the gravity of his expression, the little guy who’d been hovering around him for a while came to halt before him, observing him with frank curiosity. Leaving his sentence unfinished, he looked back at him. Wasn’t it yesterday when he was but a newborn and Khushi, finding him in her inexperienced arms suddenly, had signaled for his assistance with panicked eyes.
With a flare of emotion sweeping his eyes, he put his laptop aside and pull him onto his lap. Even as he settled on his lap like a long lost friend, Arnav gazed up at the open skies above in a somber, sacred conversation.
She gazed at the wand – at the twin blue lines – with unbelieving eyes. No, she shook her head, this can’t be true. As badly as she wanted what those blue lines implied, she couldn’t bear how…how unfair it was, it would be to him.
University of Michigan. She stared at the email again and again with a diluted sort of pleasure that dissipated soon after it flooded her heart. The finality of his silence, his absence from her universe, had never felt this excruciating before. She bit into a knuckle, trying to stifle a sob that tore right out of her heart. It was a losing battle.
It must have been love but it’s over now
It was all that I wanted, now I’m living without
It must have been love but it’s over now …
Thank you for having come with me this far. From February 2013 – June 2018! Who would have thought that a Hindi show and it’s dearly loved ship, Arnav and Khushi, would spark the imaginations, dreams and pens of so many of us from across the world…and for so long! I’ve never before or since experienced a fandom like this one!
As I prepare to embark on the final leg of this story in particular and fan-fiction writing in general, I would love to know all of my readers and your thoughts (even a couple of lines will mean a lot to me.
Dear silent readers, I have nothing against you but if the reason you don’t feel comfortable or confident enough to share your thoughts here is something I can help with or rectify, please feel free to share it with me 🙂
A few of you DMed me and mentioned not being proficient enough in English as one of the reasons but please don’t let that stop you from expressing your thoughts. Proficiency in English – or any other second language – is by no means a measure of intelligence or the quality of a person’s thoughts and ideas ❤
Whatever the reason behind your silence, do spare a moment to help me know you, to let me know that you’re still reading the story, and that you’re interested in continuing to read it to it’s conclusion. I will try my best to understand and take you all along with me 😊
Most importantly, I would like to express my gratitude to all of you for being so consistently kind and indulgent, for overlooking the many glaring flaws in my writing and storytelling (Personally, revisiting and revising my stories is a big cringe fest to me !!) and for encouraging me every step of the way.
With a vacation, a wedding in the family, guests from overseas and a new job in the offing, Summer 2018 promises to be exceptionally busy and much as I want to plunge into Part IV right away, I need time to gather my thoughts together 🙂 I promise to be back after a longish break end of August. Length wise, Part IV will be as long or slightly longer that Part III.
I do hope you all will still be here when I return 🤗
I will post the new banner and update glimpse of IV-1A middle of July and August respectively 😊
Lots of love,