It was the most wretched day of my entire life, while for him, it was just the beginning of wretchedness... A cute little boy, his dusky face was soaked in tears. His eyes were the saddest, most beautiful thing i had ever seen. He sat beside the corpses of his parents, too young to undergo the pain that had befallen him.
She’d finally retrieved parts of her face back. The remaining still tainted deep red – the “Holi” remnants! Soon she was to post the day’s pictures proclaiming it to be one of the best Holis ever! But from her balcony she saw that one home had no signs of any colour droppings around it.
Slowly it all dawned upon her. She realized that all this while she was living someone else’s dream. And that was precisely the reason why she cringed at the office parties, loathed the crowds, felt that spiritual void.
His daughter’s face floated in front of his eyes. When he’d seen her last she’d clutched his hand, her little fingers unable to curl around his big palm. She told him that she believed in him.