The Portion - I

...Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or Bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

                         

                                                ~ William Shakespeare.







As promised i'm here to tell you the story that is very close to my heart. The above great lines by Shakespeare seems were written for Raksha. She's one who believes that love that changes is not love at all. This story is an evidence for love and it's ways.

November 1st 2010 - Today being Kannada Rajyotsava ( a declared state holiday ), like most techs in Bangalore, Raksha wakes up at 11 am, she tries to reach out for her mobile as her eyelids are firmly closed. After a brisk exploring, she finds her mobile under the pillow.She unlocks the keypad and finds 5 messages and 2 missed calls. She avoids the message and looks through the calls. Pranav had been trying to reach her. She tries to reach him but an operator says his number is switched off. She tries again, hoping for a miraculous connectivity but is faced with the same operator message. How could he be so careless, she mutters.She slips back to sleep hugging her pillow tight.


At about 12:30 pm hunger forces her out of bed. She brushes her teeth as thoughts of the call brew in her mind but the striking hunger deviates her mind. She feeds herself and tries reaching Pranav again but in vain. The day passes with the same feeling. She sits on the terrace watching the sunset across the ocean of thoughts. She clinges onto her wrist as tears fill her eyes.


1 comments:

Unknown said...

realy heart touching

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