A Romantic Interlude
The evening sky was colourful and vibrant. A soft breeze carrying the smell of wet soil freshened the body and the soul. New and fresh green grass offshoots were raising their spirited heads through the cracks of the dry earth softened by first few showers of pre-monsoon rain. They were playing joyfully with the breeze, giggling at the ticklish feelings when it brushed past them.
Rekha looked at them and smiled silently, savouring the magical moment. Her pearl white teeth shone brightly against her dark complexion.
The naked mountain ranges few kilometres away felt uneasy as the setting sun was trying to expose its scars with its orange rays. Rekha heard it mumbling with anger, let the monsoon come in full swing and I can cover my scars with the green foliage. Then I shall see how you can play these pranks with me anymore!
Rekha smiled silently once more and her beautiful teeth sparkled again.
The lifeless river had slowly stirred itself to life at the soothing touch of the God of Rain. Small localized streams of water here and there were trying to get into motion, thereby jostling with the stones in the riverbed, creating beautiful interlude for the song of silence! Rekha was smiling again, immersed in absolute bliss, oblivious to the presence of anything else around.
‘Oye Rekha, are you ok?’ She woke out of her lost state with a start when Sanjay mildly tapped her shoulder, concerned with her silence and the interjection of strange but beautiful smiles in between.
‘You have been behaving strangely for a while, staring blankly at things and smiling in between.’ Sanjay commented with concern.
‘No, nothing. I am fine.’ Rekha replied with a nonchalant shrug. She became quiet again.
Sanjay didn’t want to disturb her anymore. He was relishing the blissful atmosphere in the presence of his dream-girl; a long cherished dream he had silently nurtured in his heart.
The villagers were slowly returning to their homes from the fields after a hard day's labour for their crops. Few children were racing ahead of their parents, competing with each other. The bullocks were ambling, stopping by here and there, to pick up a quick bite of fresh grass offshoots.
‘Hey....hey....hoor.....hoor.’ Their masters commanded them to get going.
The invading blanket of darkness was slowly swallowing up the twilight as the setting sun started sinking below the horizon. Few stray birds who had fallen behind their flock were scared and hurriedly flew past to beat the darkness and reach their homes.
Rekha and Sanjay finally got up to head back home as well!
(Note: Both of them were in their late teens; from Banjara community)
Rekha looked at them and smiled silently, savouring the magical moment. Her pearl white teeth shone brightly against her dark complexion.
The naked mountain ranges few kilometres away felt uneasy as the setting sun was trying to expose its scars with its orange rays. Rekha heard it mumbling with anger, let the monsoon come in full swing and I can cover my scars with the green foliage. Then I shall see how you can play these pranks with me anymore!
Rekha smiled silently once more and her beautiful teeth sparkled again.
The lifeless river had slowly stirred itself to life at the soothing touch of the God of Rain. Small localized streams of water here and there were trying to get into motion, thereby jostling with the stones in the riverbed, creating beautiful interlude for the song of silence! Rekha was smiling again, immersed in absolute bliss, oblivious to the presence of anything else around.
‘Oye Rekha, are you ok?’ She woke out of her lost state with a start when Sanjay mildly tapped her shoulder, concerned with her silence and the interjection of strange but beautiful smiles in between.
‘You have been behaving strangely for a while, staring blankly at things and smiling in between.’ Sanjay commented with concern.
‘No, nothing. I am fine.’ Rekha replied with a nonchalant shrug. She became quiet again.
Sanjay didn’t want to disturb her anymore. He was relishing the blissful atmosphere in the presence of his dream-girl; a long cherished dream he had silently nurtured in his heart.
The villagers were slowly returning to their homes from the fields after a hard day's labour for their crops. Few children were racing ahead of their parents, competing with each other. The bullocks were ambling, stopping by here and there, to pick up a quick bite of fresh grass offshoots.
‘Hey....hey....hoor.....hoor.’ Their masters commanded them to get going.
The invading blanket of darkness was slowly swallowing up the twilight as the setting sun started sinking below the horizon. Few stray birds who had fallen behind their flock were scared and hurriedly flew past to beat the darkness and reach their homes.
Rekha and Sanjay finally got up to head back home as well!
(Note: Both of them were in their late teens; from Banjara community)
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