“When you want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
The unturned page of ALCHEMIST was whispering the unsaid words. It seems that more than a singular world conspires. That night when he mailed her the reply it seems the luck, the life and the passion were making a perfect delta .In the heart of it was Saahil. Its strange how actions and thoughts get infinite magnitude. It’s strange how the amalgamation of these takes shape of a delusive force inside, which is called telepathy. Telepathy is what he felt that day when after mailing reply he got an instant answer back. Heart felt a jolt never felt before. That day they chatted through mails. Didn’t sleep till morning and when he went to bed there was a smile dangling on his face.
Somewhere around in the dreams it took shape which grew in heart. Don’t know what it is termed as, a mere attraction or desperation.
There are moments of revelation .yes there are, so interspersed that they make the reality go awry sometimes. When sometimes you approach yourself, the life takes a backseat and everything revolves around you. Most of the times this confrontation leaves you dumbstruck and then you feel pleasure in giving in. Aah! Pleasure the insanity of saner mind. Isn’t this pleasure which makes the saner to loose sanctity? The mere aspect of floatation is so beseeching that you feel pleased and satisfied.
He was floating inside his mind and she there. What was felt was love!
to be continued…
P.S: Its been long I started this this “long” story but Its weird that I feel so empty and stuck up. Not sure if I am still able to do justice.and whether I should continue this