Happy Or Sad?

She did not come.

He was sitting atop the mountain peak, all alone on that sunny day.
His mind was heavier like the rain clouds and his eyes were resisting tears.
"What have I done so far?", he questioned himself again and could not get an answer.

He was so madly in love with her, and realized it so late.
She considered him so special and made only for her.
And she was all over him all those days, while all he said was just a word or two in return, without an emotion.
He was so sure that she loved even that aspect of him, and that sounded so strange.

In a fit of rage that day, he blasted her for no mistake of hers again and she left crying.
Just when he thought she would never come to him again after his rude act, she came, and behaved just in that special fashion.

So glad was he, but did not express anything to her.
His heart seemed to have melted by her acts of kindness.

He was so happy being with her.

p.s. Request you to read this in reverse too.

 

Thanks a lot Anuradha, for your appreciation. I really wondered whether anybody would like it. It is not that deep and easily guessable as well, you know? Thanks for adding this to your likes too.

Btw, it would have never been possible, to make it meaningful in reverse, for me, if the content was more

And, I may have obvious gaps in narration which is my shortfall and hope that the reader is always smarter than me to fill them up. -rgs

 

Wow! Both the images are cool Sunitha. Thanks so much for your fantastic feedback. Don't know why, but felt a bit after seeing the second image. -rgs

 

Thanks a lot Akila, for your appreciation. -rgs