She stared at her desk, there were a huge pile of documents, all meant to be read. The black letters seemed to project onto her - version..10.11, "Idiots guide to.." . She pushed the pile away and looked into her mailbox, another huge array of emails had sleathly slided into it. Dark letters, against the lighter ones which suggested that she needs to open them, so that these will also fade like the other emails .. fade into the past. How she wished that every event of her life would quickly become a part of the past, she seemed to hate the present and you need not worry about the past they say.

Her phone vibrated, a dark red light glowed brighter, insisting she picks it up. She turned away. Her computer was now bazing green on a white background. The simulations were revolting against her and generating errors after errors.

she clasped the keyboard , just like the moss to the rocks when the sea crashes onto them: determined to tear them away from the known into the unknown.

But the screen flashed, she bent her head down and the mobile rang. Life could not leave her alone!. She picked it up and heard a familiar drone, "sigh I cannot live longer , why does life suck so much? , her friend was ranting again . But she kept promises and she had to keep this promise of friendship too.She whispered "Am in office now, I understand just hold on , Ill cal you once am back home", she seemed to be telling herself. "hold on" life was lashing out at her.

The skies outside her cubicle seemed to have turned a dark and intimidating, a storm , but the one raging within her was far worse. No rain could wash away these traces .

She picked up her coffe cup, dark coffee again. it gave her a false impression of elevation. But she knew after the tad of bitterness, she would feel her energy drained again. The screen warned , agitated and war-cries were thrown at her. She stared into oblivion.

She could hear people in nearby cubicles , talking in monotones "Yes I shall send the stuff you need before the deadline.. no ! I am human I need some time!","Listen we have other issues on our hands too!" . She heard them rattling on to the devices, she wondered how those phones dint wear away with all the tension they bore on the ends ?.

Her eyes fell on the photo frame on the desk, she wiped the grime near it and looked into the faces smiling brightly back at her. They seem to want to come out of that frame, burst forth and drag her away from this melodramatic world of hers. They seemed to say " see how happy we are just looking at you, wont u come home?" , Husband with son and daughter, guess she missed the photo shoot .Maybe some important meeting or deadline. She wiped harder at the frame, she felt so tired . Walking over to the glass windows she could see the entire new york city buzzling in front of her, it looked like a ant colony. Millions of them buzzling to and fro , not thinking for once as to how much food they were collectinfg, did they need so much of it? who were they doing all this for? . Was there a queen ant at all? Did they know that one day all of a sudden someone may crush them and snatch them away forever?. Strange how much ants resembled the humans she was looking at.

And she looked at her wiry frame against the glass. She seemed to have put on a bit of weight after her pregnancy. And the hard work had hardened her palms and brows were lined. Hair frizzled, she mused ...
Suddenly
The door of the office clicked , she turned shocked at the sudden arrival. A tall , brunette woman in her 30's . smartly dressed a branded handbag slung across her shoulder, walked in. Her heels clicking against the marble floor and she glided into the now empty seat.

She stared back at her "Lisa ! arent u done with the cleaning yet? i thought u would be done by the time I finished lunch.Dear me ! off now I need to get some work done!"

Lisa flustered picked up the mop and bucket , threw the cloth over her shoulder and beamed back "Sorry missy clare , it takes time to do up ur huge office! have a nice day! " . Lisa nodded , staring at her screen.. and mumbled "Is your husband still abusing you? the drunkard ! ..." .. lisa retorted "Oh am just fine .. Life's great as we are and where we are". Lisa gave her a surprised look and bent back to her computer.....

Sometimes it takes just a word
Sometimes it takes just a sign
Sometimes just the bat of an eyelid
Sometimes just a small curve along the very edges of your lips
Sometimes just that happy lazy expression when you are with me
Sometimes just that naughty grin
Sometimes just that understanding look, which, can share my woe and happiness
Sometimes its just that you are there, its just you being there always ...

And yet sometimes , its just that for you, to be - what you are - always
I just have to Let go of you forever



Thank you for all those sometimes...

Them

She looked up , and on the dusty path she saw him slowly sauntering towards the house, the girl accompanied him. She felt the anger arouse in her, why should she always accompany him? , cant she leave him alone ? how does she even think she can understand him better than I can? . The anger raged like a forest fire in her and she turned her head away , she could not see the girl fondling his hair!. She heard her cooing to him "humph, these gals so atypical!". He looked calmly at her, she knew he was looking at her , she could feel the warmth of his glance down her neck. She looked back at him , her dark eyes filled with hope , it has been 5 years since she first saw him, handsome , dark and tall. All that a dream guy would be. She was not exactly what anyone would call a beauty . He lived in the mansion opposite her hut and she had grown up in the grinding heat and soothe of the dusty city streets, her skin was roughened by the long walks and search for food, unlike him who had to take walks to work out an appetite , she had to walk to satisfy hers. She sighed "men..." , she looked back , he gave her a fleeting glannce and the gates closed.

She got up and walked ;"I need to get my food, he is not going to be seduced by my rough looks, I know so much for sure. But why why cant i stop the pulse from racing and my thoughts going wild everytime I see him? , love how did i fall into it? mama adviced me against it always ,like she said "you'll suffer , even suffering would be something you would love, for thats the strenght of it my child ,its a furnace you will willingly throw yourself into!" . ha ha how true!, for five years all I have got from him is a glance and yet, i cant stop myself from being there when he gets out of his house for his walks. I can sometimes hear him late into the night , talking loudly and to me there has been none other soothing lulaby . I chided myself and walked further , and there in front of the hotel they threw out the leftovers of the day, i ran upto them to get the choiciest leaf , quickly i gobbled all i could and ran to the nearby tap to quench my thirst. I dint have the luxury of enjoying any meal, it had always been a struggle to survive, he i knew would be served in a kingly manner . As i bent to drink from the mud puddle I saw my reflection and shrank away from it "you look beastly! no one in the wildest of dreams could possibly like you! ..dear me but who can stop one from dreaming?". I drank from the puddle neverthless, my taunting reflection could not stop me from doing the needful. I turned to face one of the ugliest of my clan. He looked at me and snickered "so gazing at your reflection , huh? you still eyeing prince? , even magic cant turn this toad into anything beautiful". I glared back , but his words stuck the truth hard in me . "he does not love me, am being a mere fool . I did rather spend time searching for more food rather than simply staring at the mansion hoping to steal a glance of him!". I walked past the villianous creature , I could hear him screaming out insults and my heart ached every word seemed so true."He doesnt love me ! he just doesnt not even for the fleeting moment he sees me when the gates close, not even then".

The sun was setting and my feet were taking me down the same path, I involuntarily found myself approaching the mansion , it was the time he came out. I stopped midway ... he seemed to have come out earlier today, "no I dont want to look again", she was there today with him but he seemed restless. I wished I could ask why , but enough there was no love and I did rather accep it now. I stood there staring at him I couldnt move , he was more restless , I felt a sudden impulse and turned and hurtling towards me with headlights glaring and horn blaring was a huge lorry , I was seized with fear, then all happened in split seconds, he tugged he pulled hard and the girl had to let go of the leash , he rushed towards me and banged so hard that i howled in pain as i hurtled into a ditch , my howl was drowned by another and a wail let out from the girl. I looked up and along the dusty path , his sleek body lay ....

I got up from the ditch and walked towards my abode , I lay down in front of my hut, and closed my eyes.

I could sleep now, The fleeting glance before the gates closed was all that we shared , and all that I could treasure. He had loved
I heaved .... next day I had to rise soon ....for the hotel opens very early