The Soul Train

Sheetal Gupta, was always a shy girl with intelligent brown eyes and a beautiful face with classical features. Though she did not consider herself good looking, she was oblivious of the striking picture she made as she passed the corridors of West High University. Her eyes though would always be searching to find the one face she had imprinted in her mind and heart. Aditya, the college Romeo was her secret fantasy. She had his routine byheart and orchestrated her presence around him with no difficulty. Thanks to her technical genius and her friend The Internet, she soaked in every detail about Aditya. His likes, dislikes, favourite colour, food etc.  Making him hers was her only anthem and with careful manipulation she accomplished her mission. A lonely childhood with little or no love had Sheetal craving for it the most. She felt she had so much love to give and was she not entitled to happiness as well. However, having brought up the hard way in a cold, cynical world, a jaded S...

The door slammed as he stormed out, leaving a resounding silence in the house again. As always it was the same subject of discussion that brought havoc into their already volatile relationship. Why couldn't he understand her? Could he not feel her absolute misery? She looked at his coat lying on the sofa and buried her face in it , loving the smell of his aftershave and wanting him fervently to walk back in and tell her its OK. Everything was fading , she felt a piercing pain but now nothing could be done. He was gone and now there was peace . She really didn't get it , did she? Could she not feel his absolute misery? Sitting on the park bench he looked over at the children playing on the see saw , the joy on their faces as they were lifted high for a brief moment before they touched the ground with a soft thud. How could it go wrong so quickly? This was so NOT the plan. A brilliant photographer, Aditya would always see much more than most people .This ability to capture th...