Chap 22 And the words came pouring…..

That morning had brought a new light in Ghazal’s life. She sat down with her cup of tea with newspaper in her hand, but found herself unable to read even a single word. She went back to her room, took out her diary from the bedside drawer and a pen. The lines simply started flowing on paper, without her even being aware of what she was writing, as if someone was just dictating words for her to write down.

            Ghazal now knew the significance of her dream which was so vivid in her mind even now, as if it had been real. Reading her lines again, a tear found its way down her cheek. Oh how she wished, she could share her poem, the complete one, with the one person for whom it was written. She closed her eyes for a moment and to her surprise there he was, smiling at her with all his love reflected in his eyes. She could feel his presence , a hint of sadness in his smile.

              Keeping diary back in the drawer, she went back to the kitchen preparing lunch , before waking up Vrinda for school. As soon as they boarded the school bus, she took out her cell from the bag and typed the good morning message to Samar, as was her daily routine, telling him about her first poem after about 12 long years. She had lost all interest in writing after Vaibhav’s mishap and her troubled marriage had

totally weaned her from her biggest passion – poetry.

           At the recess time, she checked her cell and a smile came on her face, as she read Samar’s message :

“ Good morning Kuchi ! Wow !! that’s great news What have you written? Ok recite it for me when you call me after school . Tkcr n have your lunch now before recess gets over … love you cyaa n miss you a lot .”

       “ Yes sure Chiku …I’ll share with you.”She said to herself.