Sunday, October 18, 2009

The love that was...

Just as he finished dusting his old drawer, a book landed on Hari's lap. It was the same old story he was writing in college. As he flipped through it, he found the page stained with Sudha's mango pickle, a seed still stuck between the pages. While reading through the page, he was tempted, twice perhaps, to eat that seed. 'It's some thirty years old. Am I crazy?' he thought and flicked it away. A few pages later he realised that the seed was still there, hanging on to the tip of his index finger.

He gave in. The old seed still had a little flavour to it.

4 comments:

  1. I love love love this.
    It's beautiful.
    Who wrote it?

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  2. Thanks, Ankit

    Sak, I wrote it. Other ppl's work here is titled and filed under 'Copy/Paste'
    Glad you liked it :)

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  3. Nice.. that little story says a lot..

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