I picked it up from the bench. I flipped the cover page and saw her name carved on the first page. It was "Sara Calnan". I flipped some pages of that diary. I found a lot of poetries and sketches on the pages. I read a few of them. They were beautiful. "Wow! She is a poetess as well as an artist. Impressive!". I mumbled to myself. I didn't know her address. Else I would've returned the diary to her.
Next morning , I was again ambling amidst the cherry blossoms. I saw her again. But this time she was sitting close to the lake. And I discerned her sketching the whole scenerio. She was wearing something of pink colour. Face smeared with acrylics. Her auburn hair moving in the direction of wind. Her blue eyes glued to that sketch. Her pink cheeks blooming like lilacs. I wanted to pull those cheeks. I went near her and said in a friendly way " Sara Calnan! If I'm not wrong. Hi! Aurthur Klein. Remember me?" I said lending my hand. She looked at me and replied coldly. "How do you even know my name?! And btw I usually don't like talking to others much. Especially those who follow me like you." Saying this she got up and left. I screamed from behind " Sara! I didn't follow you. You left your diary yesterday and so I picked it up. It's with me." She left without even paying heed to my words. God! She is so enigmatic. I started following her this time. And I finally got her address.
It wasn't much far from the lake. It was " Sector 19, park street."I hid myself behind a tree and saw her opening the door and slamming it after entering.
I went back to my home. Her words hurted me. I am not a stalker. ____________________________________________________ #thelastautumn Wait for the 5th part ^_^
She left the library after that. Before leaving she kept some Coral Jasmine flowers inside that page which she read till then. I noticed that she completed almost the whole book. I was really amazed by that. A book of 400 pages is not so easy to finish within a few hours.. . I went home but that night I couldn't sleep well. I kept on imagining her face when she looked at me perplexly. This was the first time when I couldn't sleep because of a maiden.I literally started blushing thinking about her. Am I falling in love? . Next morning I was ambling amidst the cherry blossoms. The essence of Coral Jasmine makes me crazy. I was feeling giddy thinking about her. I really wanted to see her at that moment. The peace her presence gave me yesterday. Just then I saw her sitting on the bench and jotting something. She was wearing a yellow gown. I stood behind her bench and heard her mumbling something. I tried to hear what she was mumbling. It was something .. " Under the blue sky, . . All she found were plethora of lies..." . .I really wanted to talk to her. I really wanted to hear her sweet voice. I said politely " Hey!" and stood infront of her. As soon as she saw me. She closed the dairy and stood up and went away. She was looking nervous to be honest.I don't know why she behaved like that. As soon as she left I noticed that she accidentally dropped the dairy on the bench. It was a red coloured dairy.. _______________________________________________________ #thelastautumn 4th part will be posted soon :))
She picked it up and dusted it. The diary was too old and was worn out. But what fascinated Sunaina about it was the title itself. "The last Autumn!". . She glared at the diary for a few moment and started wondering how this diary reached here. Curiously she flipped the cover page. She noticed that the pages too started turning yellow. She kept on flipping the tattered pages and soon found some wilted coral jasmines kept on the pages. . She kept the dairy at a side of her table and closed her eyes. She pondered "Shall I read this? What if it's someone's personal diary. I shouldn't invade the arcanes of that person." At the same time she wanted to read it. . After a lot of introspections. She finally took the diary and took out the first page. It was dated as 25th September 1960. The diary was decades old. She started perusaling the first line. It was inscribed as " It was 8:30 pm sharp and it was the time to close the library. Very few readers were there and they too started leaving the Library. That's when I noticed her. . A girl with Auburn coloured hair. She was wearing a crimson skirt with a white top tucked inside it. Her porcelain skin tone made her look like a nymph. Her hair plaited with a red ribbon. I noticed her tucking her fringes behind the ears. For a moment I got lost in her beauty. Her beauty soothed my eyes. She was too busy reading a book. I spoke politely " Miss , it's 8:30. Time to close the Library. Are you done with your reading?"
No reply came. "Miss can you hear me?" Saying this I went near her. She was so lost in reading that she didn't even notice that I stood beside her. I spoke again "Miss can you hear me?" This time she heard me and looked at me perplexly and replied " Yes, you want to say anything?" I replied " Miss, its 8:30 and I have to close the Library. I think you should leave now." She looked at me with disappointment and replied " Uhh! I am sorry I didn't knew about it. I am leaving right now. Actually I was so lost with this book." Her voice was sweet like honey. It felt like a pleasant song for me.
It was 1 in the noon when Rohan asked Sunaina to meet at the park. Sunaina was wearing a Yellow jumpsuit which Rohan gifted her once. "Its 1:30 already. I wonder what's taking Rohan so long to come. He might have some surprise plans." Sunaina mumbled giggling. It was almost 2 when Rohan finally showed up. "Rohan what happened? What took you so long to come here?" she said clasping him. . But Rohan pushed her away and coldly replied " Look Sunaina, I think we are over here. I have lots of other works to do rather than performing those damn responsibilities in a relationship. It was nice to be with you for 2 years but we are done here." "Rohan you can't go like this. Please explain me what is wrong with you." She said holding his hands. But Rohan removed her hands from his and pushed her away and left. Sunaina fell down on her knees and started ululating. She called him no. of times but he didn't pick up and finally he blocked her. . She spent sleepless nights and her days seemed full of melancholies. Days passed, weeks passed and finally a month without Rohan passed. . She used to work in the District Library as a part time Librarian. . One day she was dusting the old magazines which were kept in a corner. While dusting those magazines she found something. A shabby looking dairy. On the cover it was written in bold italics " The Last Autumn!". ________________________________________________________ #thelastautumn Gonna post the second part soon ;))
Can I visit the Tophet once And swallow the melancholies?
I want to hearken the arcanes of the stars. And discern the sky shedding its tears.
Let the moon narrate its suadade tales. Let the sun swaddle my lifeless body with its blaze. Let the dew drops quench the thirst of my body for the last time.
/Let the last tears of my eyes caress the wilted roses you gave me once and thrive it back./
Let me find the screams hidden behind the hushes. I promise I won't utter a single word.
It's been so long I haven't tasted the death. It's been so long the zephyr didn't clasped me. It's been so long I haven't been in a slumber.
//Love, can I die?//
- Sadrita Chakraborty ____________________________________________ Its been so long since I wrote anything. Idk if this is my last post here but I must say I have learnt a lot from here and made a family here. I will miss you all a lot.❤
@virtually_real I remember the day when I read ur piece for the first time. It was something "Don't try " then that Natasha one Gosh that was hilarious. I really feel honoured when you read and compliment my posts. Everytime i use the dialogue "My posts are worthless " you always tell me they are masterpieces. I must say ur an amazing story teller and I told u once right? That usually I don't do long commenting but ur posts always insist me to use such beautiful adjectives. Keep writing like this dude. And thanks for being
@red_camellia Ahh!! Shubro, Dr. Strange bolbo na Suraj raja bolbo bujhte parchina janish . Tui eto din to eli na. Koto miss korlam toke. Porshu din o tor kotha ami ar Ditto bolchilam. Keno eibhabe chole jaashi re tui?? Ami bhebechilam tui r ashbina. Koto din tor wait korlam but tui Char badde. I am glad that you are back. Thanks for coming back Shubhro.
@coral1 Preru Tor post gulo khub e shundor janish? They fascinate me always Your posts always gives me Prerna Bas eto tuk e bolbo.. I love u so much
@harshad09 Well, you deserve a huge thanks from me. Thanks are always less for you. I must say you are the reason behind me getting freaking 2 WN reposts Like seriously. Literally I must say I am just a novice in writing. And I am just learning from people like you. Your posts really inspire me. And aaj jo rap wala baat bola hae mene wo karungi boht jald Thanks for always supporting and appreciating me.
@d_himanshu Moon!! Sorry sorry Chori partner. Kuch hi din hue baat krte and itna plannings krliya humne chori ka. Ab bas tumhara aana hi baaki hae yaha par fir dekho kese mast chori krte hae Always be with me my Chori partner wale KVian wale bhaiya
@the_poetic_soul Madhav!! Tujhe na mann krta hae kabhi kabar itna marne ka Bhukkad kahika and tu jo mujhe hamesha try krta hae apne books se tarpane ka ! Beta tu toh dekh lena tere bhi din aayenge jab tu tarpega and mein tarpaungi. Apart from all jokes, U are amazing bruh. Manna toh chahti nhi par fir bhi kehti hu you are an extremely good photographer. Kabhi mera bhi photo kheech diya kar
@honey_6237 Meri chutku. Tu na bari pyaari ldki hae. Hamesha mast pagal jesi rehti hae. Bas hamesha ese hi rhio. And 13th may ko zroor wish krungi. Love you sweetie
So these are the people who made this Mirakee a better place for me. They really proved that distance never matters in any relation. Thanks to all of you for coming in my life. Warm hug to all of you.
@samarth_ahuja__ Sam!! Bas 2 weeks hue hae friendship k and tum mere 2nd best friend ban gye. Bruh!! Ur too good. Ha kabhi kabar ullu jesa kaam krta hae. Jese usdin glass wala incident sorry sorry nhi bolungi Bas yahi bolungi ki ye jo tum hamesha marne wala baat bolte ho. Kasam se ekdin ek thappad zroor padega merese. Love u my bruh..( best brother)
@someone_alive Sweetheart! Tujhse toh itna baat kabhi hua hi nhi. And tu bhi plan mein thi. Sach kahu yaar tu na boht acchi behn haelove you so much chutku
@_sad_ia_quad_ir_ Didu. Meri green didu( hope u remember that green thing I once told u) Yaar aap to meri KVian didu ho! Hamesha masti mein aur kal wala baat yaad hae na aapko? Wo wala baat bilkul bakwas nhi hae btw Apart from jokes, u always make me laugh didu.. kabhi mood off rehne se aapke saath baat krke mein itti khush hoti hu... Love you and thanks for loving me so muchese hi rehna meri Green didu
@barasiya__ Baibe! Its been only 1 month and dekh amra koto close hoyegelam. My beautiful girl. I always feel giddy with joy jokhn tor shonge kotha boli. Amra eto close holam j ek shathe ekta page e baniyefellam Just labewwww choooo much. And this for you
So guys today was my birthday ( still I am the bday girl) and honestly I never expected this day to be so amazing. I really want to thank everybody for making this day so amazing. But there are few people here who made this bday the bestest bday ever. Let me thank them personally once again.
@aashi__inked Let's start with you. Aashi to be honest mene bilkul nahi socha tha ki tum itna accha planning karoge. You know tum mujhe hamesha emotional kardete ho and is baar to hadd hae. Bas itna hi bolungi, I love you so much. Thanks for coming into my life and painting it with the hues of love. Love you my nalayak heartbeat
@_darshana Ahhh!! You have always been the bestest friend I ever had. Its been freaking 9 years re. Bujhai jayena. Time flies.. I still remember that day when we met for the first time and you adressed me as didi. Then mone ache amader jhogra? God!! We became friends ,then we got separated, then again we became friends and now the bestest friends. Just eto tuk e bolbo, your SQUARE needs you in every phase of her life.
@poeticgirl Isshhh! Amar shashuri ma ta Never thought ki mirakee te ami ekta shashuri maa peyejabo who is crazy like me. Toke na jalate bohutttt bhalo lage Tui amar jonno khub khubb special janish Just wish korchi j tor shathe khub shiggiri dekha hok..onek furti korbo amra I love you so much
@jaya_chaudhary_ Meri pyaari Chiggy di. Khud bhi pagal hae apne behen ko bhi pagal banati hae. Aapke baare mien jitna bhi bolu kam hi hoga. You hold a very special space inside my heart. Aur wo zoo wala cheez mujhe boht jaldi krna hae aapke saath Love you didu
@theultimateinsane Amar bor ta!! Tui holi shobche cute friend Paglio bohut tui. Paglami level high always. Bas eto tuk e bolbo shob shomoy amar shonge thakish. Ur bou loves you like hell
Happy birthday to you baba! I know today you are not present with me but I really know how much you miss staying here with me. Tho this time I really expected you to be with me on our bday.
It really hurts to accept the fact that you can't stay with us even after trying so hard. Who knows how many tears are hidden inside the smile I put every time while saying goodbye. Maybe my luck is not so good to have you always with me. You are always the silhouette of my life. Somedays I feel so lonely when you go, And then I start scribbling. Maybe today also I am just scribbling my emotions.
Anyways.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABA!! Maybe next year I will finally have u on my(our) bday .
Based on my life story...
BROKEN WINGS --------------------------- It all started on a day when the clouds took pity on the hot earth to get it some relief from the savage sun. My soul, forlorn and in a pensive mood, was enjoying the aroma of the petrichor, and let my olfactory lobe to become filled with pleasure. While I was enjoying the overwhelming tranquility, I felt someone walking across the way, towards me. The sounds of the footsteps were getting more and more intense. Finally, to my surprise, I saw that a blue princess, my classmate, came and sat beside me. I was annoyed because she disturbed the tranquility of the atmosphere, but I put on a calm and happy face to hide my annoyance.
Suddenly she said, her voice too sweet to be explained, “Prayag, I wish to say you something.”
I felt her come closer to me. She came closer and closer, I could even hear her warm sweet breath rushing out of her tingeing pink nose. And then she whispered the sweetest words ever, “I love you.”
For a moment, I felt, “Oh! These days even my ears lie to me!”
I said, “What did you say?”
She was already blushing; her soft and sweet cheeks were already covered in shades of pink. She spoke with a voice more beautiful than ever, “I love you.”
-to be continued...
- Somsubhra Chakraborty
You know love isnt the thing. It's weird. It's not like sitting with a coffee mug , clinging to the arms and kniting all probable good vibes as a good swollen t shirt and set it the others chest. It's actually like spilling the coffee over your good aesthetic floral frock and staining it as red as blood, as cold as corpse, and as vulgar as a heartbreak. It stinks, hurts and breaks everything you have. Admist this, just make sure you rise, at the golden sun everyday, every morning, envy it and shine brighter. So that you can make a good cup of coffee for yourself, cling to your own self, knit dreams for your future and color every dream you owe. A tongue twisted love. -barasiya #pod@writersnetwork@mirakee
Everybody headed towards the Restaurant. There was a nice set up. Everyone has to eat together because it was the only Restaurant present there. They all entered together. The King of Candia, asked for a 50 table separate meet. The king of Hales demanded the same. Standing upon the other side of the table Lord Polymer scoffed, "Stop matching with the class of our people. Better eat with the normals and in cheap cutlery you deserve." This disheartened Lord Kelvin and he replied, "But we are equal in Rank and after all you want my daughter, you need to be humble. If we are so uncultured, why are you after the life of my daughter? Why do you want your reckless son to marry her?"
Lord Polymer shouted out loud, "My son is no reckless, nextly (softly he said) I can help you improve for better and get you to our level of merchandise, cavalry."
Lord Kelvin replied humbly, "I am happy with all that my people have already. They are contented and not like your people who believe in expensive lifes. We are luxurious and you greed expense. Ofcourse there is a huge difference. (Turning to the manager) Hey, arrange for us by the court under the shades. (back to Lord Polymer) Ask your people to do the same and see if they can help you out at the coast with this. Alas they won't. "
Lord Kelvin turned around with a smile. Lord Polymer shouted from behind," They need not, I can afford it good."
Lord Kelvin began," My Mighty no two men of equal status have ever married in my town, when it's against the law why on this Earth, has this been promoted. I would never marry my daughter to a boy of Rank 1."
The Lord of Hales counter attacked," My Mighty, ask Lord Kelvin if daughters of Rank 1 allowed to go to the Selections, that are meant for girls of rank 2 and below? "
Lord Kelvin said," But Mighty that doesn't mean you select my daughter, she is a teenager and is very notorious, after all a kid, why should I marry her for a small mistake? "
Lord Polymer protested," I am the King of a large town, with a nice cavalry, armours and well built standing army, and don't you think you are disobeying me by not marrying your daughter in my town. Its her mistake so she should be punished. Moreover you are nowhere in comparison to us. So if you were in my province, you were a Three or may be a Five "
This of course infuriated the entire court and made a heated discussion. The breeze were getting warmer with the day. Every petition made by the supporters of Candia were turned down. The least important points put forward by the Lord of Hales were more listen and was paid more heed.
The clock above the Judge striked 12. It was the lunch hour. Everybody in the court was completely silent and a cold war against the opponent was raging in everyone present there. The breeze was gentle outside the court but warmer.
The court was completely filled. The Captain of Medhies, and the Lords of all the five towns have occupied the front row behind the barristers' chair. The judge of the Super Authority Court, the national Court of the island, was yet to come. The two chairs of the opponents were replaced by the signature style, sheesham wood, fixed on the back and base with stuffing of soft cotton, for the Lords of Candia and Hales to sit. There was a huge clock above the window which was closed. The court was located near a coastal area, making cool winds enter from all the open windows.
It was quarter past 10, when the judge arrived. Everybody in the court stood up. Lord Kelvin of Candia, greeted him first, followed by Lord Polymer of Hales and then the others sat down greeting him.
The Spokesperson, Sandler stood up and walked towards the centre. He said, "The Supreme Judge is welcomed to the Super Authority Court. We feel obliged by your presence. The today's suit will be the most complicated and important suit to the future of our island. On one side is the king of Candia, Lord Kelvin, who pledges not to marry his daughter to the son of King of Hales, Lord Polymer. The appeal us genuine, the island may collapse if two people of same rank would agree to marry and let the world into danger, but the later confirms the curse of Equal Rank Marriage is a myth and that many couples in the town of their own and others, including a few in the capital have equal family backgrounds. The legendary curse is just another fiction in his eyes, My mighty. So we ahead with the suit. "
She sits upon the floor and cries, "I had a happy family, my mom, my dad, my son, my husband and.....we all lived by the coastal region, we were happy until one day.."
Misty sits holding her and asks, "One day what Yeimai?"
"One day a brat like you, uncultured and uncivilised wished his father to marry a her charming Prince. He forbade it. She asked his brother for the same and then....."
Misty looks at and nods, "Then?"
Yeimai shouts at her, "Go and ask your father. You uncivilised child. In between this world and you he will choose you ofcourse. Everybody is same... Everybody."
Misty shivers and stood up. She walks to the edge of the door and says, "Yeimai, my dad is not same." She walks out of the room. The day was at the verge of its ending. The last few orange rays were left in the sky. Misty walked out crying.