~LOST COLORS~

CHILDHOOD…..
A beautiful phase ….. a phase which can make you do the things that you won’t regret…..a time which you can cherish all your life….a love which you can feel in the smallest things…
A slightest change can make your mood lighten…a feel of her….a realization of her being your…. The honor and pride that you feel while you see her loosing her senses when you are around….and the love that she could only make you feel is something that you don’t want to vanish…..
She was his….his in every sense….. but was she…. Truly his.. Does he lost her..
He was looking at her…. She was clad in white…she was his companion that he had always looked around…but what if someone steals your beloved….what will you do….he was stunned…a shock gripped his senses…..
Was she his GEET.….
Yes indeed she is his geet….but why is she clad in white…he can’t even accept her image that was in front of him……she always look stunning in those colorful accessories that she wore….her love for color is not hidden from him…..but today after seeing her after a long time of seven years….he couldn’t even accept that she was not his…..
Does his love now belongs to someone…..
Geet  instantly recognized him…a small smile played on her lips seeing her childhood friend after years…but today she can’t run to him and cling to him…like those days…. Things have changed she is a WIDOW now….
She is now  bounded by the society….she can’t even express herself now….
Tears gather in her eyes seeing her helplessness ….. but its her fate..destiny has written in her life…… she is bounded to live a lonely life without any love…..without the support of her companion who left her in the middle of this thorny path…..
Maan  was getting now….but what an irony…he couldn’t even mourn over his loss…..it was loss…the helplessness….
He lost his love
And she …geet  she lost her everything…..
Somewhere the time difference this huge gap couldn’t make them to feel that childhood love ……that words which they used to cherish….geet’s continuous talk..or maan’s lost expressions…her anger and his sweet surrender to her demands…that time is gone….
May be they are not the same maan and geet now….
May be time has played this time but what they don’t know that life can be molded when it is needed….and he will bring those colors which she like…..

Those dreams that she cherished……

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