The Unspoken Villain 😈😈

Tiny water droplets ran down the icy cold window pane, as he stared through the same towards some entity in the vast unknown.
She had tried a lot to convince him. But it was far worse than something that could be explained. Exhausted, by continuous weeping and sobbing, she lay on the floor, tugging on his pair of jeans. Her voice was as sore as it could be, and her hands had given up pleading him.
But he was the same, as adamant and silent as he was since the disaster started. She was still tugging by him, trying to convince him that it wasn't her fault. Secretly he knew it wasn't her fault. But he wasn't in a condition to accept that fact. He was broken, so was she. He was hurt deep to the core of his heart; the heart that belonged to her, the heart that she took care of as if it was her most beloved possession of all.
She was his Angel. The sole support he had in his uphill journey towards success. He was her knight in shining armour. They were perfect example of a lovestruck couple.
But now, everything seemed to have taken a freaky turn and the magical couple seemed to be broken apart by some sort of black magic.
"Enough!" He suddenly spoke out.
She looked at him, surprised, unsure of what he meant.
"Baby please let's stop this freaky game. I can't see you like this anymore." He spoke almost in tears.
She jumped up, magically regaining her lost strength.
"Baby...Shhh...why are you crying? It was just a game!" She kissed him, and then again and again.
"You said you wanted to know how it feels when couples fight. But it was one hell of a torture to me." He said as he took her in his arms.
She felt as if whole world was right at her feet at that moment. It was one of the most comfy an most cozy hugs that they ever shared. Love flourished with the wind.
"Baby, if you ever come across such stupid idea again, I will..." He spoke as they lay on the couch, with her head on his chest. She caught him mid sentence and took his lips into her soft custody. A quick peck on their lips and everything seemed fine.
The couple who never fought. ☻
 Couple that never fought? I don't know. I haven't seen one yet. But I know one thing for sure. Every love story doesn't need a organic villain. Sometimes, actually most of the times a jerk named 'Misunderstanding' and a crook named 'Ego' are enough.
But you know what? When trust factor acts as a catalyst, love tends to proceed towards infinity. Right? 😊😊

Wedding Bells (A Poem)

End Of The Day

“Do you need a hand?”
It has been a reckless night for me. Got fired from my job because I didn't give in to my boss's sexual desires, had an encounter with my Ex, and now this bloody flat tire.
It's been raining since I left the office, agitated. I am soaked to bones, trying to figure out how to do and what to do.
I had never felt the need of learning to change a flat, always had a driver to do that, whenever needed.
I am really scared. It's raining buckets and there's no sign of any shop or house as far as I can see. No sign of life, as far as I can see. About 20 minutes have passed, and no car or vehicle has passed me yet.
It's a perfect nightmare for any girl.
“Do you need any help ma'am?”
He repeated his question, while I stared at him in disbelief. He stands in front of me, staring like a stranger without any readable expression of him that I can remember.
He was him. The guy who was once my reason to smile. The one who made my life beautiful and worthy enough to live. My first Love. No, he was more than that. And yet, after all, that happened between us; today, on this terrible night, of all the people in the world, he is here.
I stand up and walk backward steadily, with my eyes fixed on his face.
He went around and grabbed the jack from my trunk, from somewhere that I couldn't even imagine searching.
'Men know things.' I thought.
“So, How is your life?”
He spoke softly, in that lovely voice, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Fine.” I lied.
“So it seems.” he chuckled.
“What?”
“Nothing..”
“Speak up.”
“You have always been a terrible liar.”
I remained silent. He was right. I can't lie, without showing it on my face. And he, always had expertise in finding my lies.
"How did you find me here?"
"I was stalking you.", he laughed.
I abruptly grew red.
"You were always like that."
“You don't know anything about me.” I blurted out angrily.
“I do,” he spoke softly.
“Oh really? What do you know?” I demanded.
“That is a deep corner of your heart, there is still a lot of love for me....”
His words hit my heart like a toxic spear. A hefty blow and venom started spreading in my body.
My mind started racing, trying to take in what he just said. Adrenaline, pheromones, and numerous hormones seem to concentrate my blood.
“It's not true. Bullshit.“ I lied, the same predictable way.
He opened his mouth to say something and then decided against it.
He finished changing the tire and confronted me. I tried to resist the temptation to look into his eyes. I failed.
“I know, I messed up. I was a fool. I won't lie to you. I accept that I was a jerk. I held you for every wrong in my life. But, the truth is, I have never stopped loving you. Day and night, I repent and think of ways to bring you back. My life is hell from the day you left me. And see, How fortune has favored us today. Destiny and life is giving us a second chance.”
Words seem to be stuck in my throat, and tears started oozing out from my eyes. I started sobbing bitterly.
“Please baby, no tears. I love you. I really do.” He said, taking my face in his hands.
“I don't love you.” I lied, making myself fall in his arms.
“I can prove this wrong.” He said softly, in my ear.
He started pulling me away from him. I started resisting. It was so much comforting and warm near him, in his arms. I felt this feeling after so long. I was craving for it. I was feeling complete again.
“See, I told you, I could prove you wrong.” he pulled me more closely.
“I have never felt happier when proved wrong.”
“I will love you, Always.”
“I know, I have always known.”

The Blue Beast

Walking down the narrow alley, he had millions of interrogative thoughts in his mind.
‘Is it even possible?’
‘Was he going to be normal again?’
‘Is she going to accept me.’

He was more of running now; physically as well as mentally. He stopped near a old graveyard and removed his surgical gloves. His hands were still blue, actually bluer. The chemical seemed to dilute and change his blood into something else.
His sense and reflex had been increasing since the time that man bit him and injected something in his body via his neck. He has actually bitten him, like a freaking zombie.
His hands were blue and cold, and this was all over his neck too. He was going blue.
‘You seem to be from Pandora.’ He thought she would have trolled him with Avataar and laughed.
But only if he could get to her.

Something was going inside him. A fire, a freaking desire. He was hungry. He wanted to eat something. Meat. No, human meat.

He smelt and found his smelling power tremendously increased. He could catch a human odour almost instantly.
He started running in that direction. He had reached a house by then. Suddenly, for a fraction of second, he realised it was her house.
But soon te beast inside overpowered and he ran inside to fetch his dinner. The door was open, as usual.
She was sleeping in her couch. He could hear that snore from a mile away due to his increased sensing powers.

Hastily, he jumped towards her with his fangs dug out and blood in his eyes.

He stopped an inch away from her.
He stopped himself. The beast inside him wanted her, but he was revolting against him. He bit his hand as his hand tried to catch her throat. Blue blood spilled from his hand and fell on the carpet. The carpet started burning, as if an acid has fell on it. His blood was toxic.
He moved away from her, out of the house. He promised himself, to never come back here. He knew if he will, the human inside him won't be able to control the beast.
He had to find answers, he thought.
But first, he had to eat something...

'Someone', the beast corrected him.

The Alchemist

"So, Finally you got time for your wife." spoke she, while opening the front gate for me.
And me, well, what could one say, when world's most beautiful girl is opening the door for you?
"Err...Emergency case baby. Got late." I managed to say, under my breath.
"Yes yes, there come my baby's excuses." she planted a kiss on my temple.
I smiled and handed over an envelope to her, kissing her forhead.
She took it and placed it on the table and came to help me remove my white coat.
"Shona, you know you look ravishing in your white coat and this stetho around your neck."
"You helped me earn it baby." I took her in my arms.
"Someone is in the mood today." she played, crossing her arms around my neck.
"Maybe." I grinned.
"But baby, all day I crave for you. Even at my workplace, I can't help but miss you." she made a baby face.
"I know my wife, but you know na, hospital duties."
"I know baby." she said, sounding too low, and hiding her face in my arms.
"Sweetheart?" I whispered.
"Umm?" she murmured.
"The Envelope" I spoke softly, caressing her hair.
" Oh yeah! I almost forgot, whats in this baby?" she jumped up and tore off the paper envelope.
I moved to the cupboard, smiling, coz I knew what was going to happen next.
"Ohh My God!" she screamed.
I chuckled.
"Baby! Venicceeeee! Italy!!"
She shouted, holding the airlines ticket in her hands, jumping like a small kid.
"Yesh, Want to heal your craving."
"I loooveeee youuuu baby!" she caught me and gave me a really tight hug.
"I loveee youu tooo wife." I chuckled.
"Baby, but your hospital....."
"Shhhhhhh..." I stopped her by putting my finger on her soft lips.
She closed her eyes. I brought her closer and kissed her. A deep passionate kiss on her lips.
"Hospital, patients, can be handled by other docs for sometime baby. And morever...."
"Morever....??" she smiled.
"I have to thank my Alchemist every now and then in someway." I smiled and kissed her again.
And this time the kiss was for incredibly long interval.

Silence..

"I wish I had valued him more than a forsaken lover."she said, hugging his tombstone tightly. Its the third day, since the whole world has crashed down for her. And since that armadegon, she had spent every hour with his stone, right next to jis grave. All the time, she has been whispering sorrys and I love yous to him. "Baby, no na, wake up now, how can you sleep for three days?" she sobbed, "Baby please na, Ok, I promise I won't stop you from kissing me. You can do it any time. Please jaan." Tears rolled down her eyes. Even tears seemed to have dried up from excess weeping. But her heart didn't stop pouring out. "Please baby, Don't you miss me?" she said wiping her tears, "You know the Doc was saying, they can't help you. Of course they can't. Only I can. Now will you come out baby or should I come in? I love you nanu. Please aa jao na mere pass. Baby please? Nanu miss you na. Come to your stupid girl na. Please. Please. Please." She fals on his grave nd starts to sob again. She misses him. And so does he.

Love in Shadows

"Smoke seemed to fill my room in the darkest hour. But there was no fire. It was my heart burning I guess. It was jealous. Jealous of the bond between night and dark. Jealous of bond between moon and stars. Jealous of bond between love and warmth. Our warmth. I bet she remembers our warmth too. I know she can't sleep at the midnight hour. I knw her hands search for me when she is asleep.I know she feels the smoke too. At midights, when moon is up bright, I endevour her memories. I enjoy memories of her touching me. Carresing my face. I know she feels the same. Her hands ache. Her hands want to feel me again. My throat goes dry. Drier and Drier, as each moment passes. The night seems long, it seems to never end. Unlike the days when she was by my side, when every hour flew like a second, time seems to be at a halt. It seems Time too pities me and tries to stop by and give me company. I bet Time stopd by her too. I know she misses me. I know she still Loves me. I know she will come back."