Kauffee Life
The colors were not an imagination anymore, they were all around-brown, purple, red. The heels clicked their way, and in spite of all the chatter there was a silence she found. The silence she was starving for, a kind of calm to define which she couldn’t put in words.
Friends-she mused over the word as she watched familiar yet different expressions on his face. The laugh, the aura, the style, the chivalry-all was intact yet things had changed, the world had changed, she had changed or was trying to. For good or bad, was the question she thought she heard.
Couldn’t we talk, she thought of asking him-talk about all that I’ve been through, about times I really need you, about the bitter facts of today, about you and me, when we don’t remain us anymore.
And there were things she missed-small-stupid-silly-funny-but at the same time there was nothing better than the fact that they could still share a laugh, or coffee at times…
‘And it’s satisfying, well beyond it, the realization of the fact that yes; there -was-is- a man who loved you. It is a mean thing to do, to compare the part of love you’ve got with other things in the world or love itself-to weigh it-it won’t be a good choice, I feel’…she wrote down in her diary…
The shade of the evening got darker, the silence stronger and the taste of the coffee was wearing off. She combed her hair into a bun and wished she had let them grow.
love the way you write… keep on writing… it is such a pleasure to read you again after a hiatus…
well written
@ Rishi
thanks.Kind of you to visit again…
@ KV
thanks!
I love your writing style
The flow is awesome
the last but one para.. yea..may b i know
welcome back! this quintessentially you : )
hey Neha!
Its been a long time.. howz u?
and another beautiful write up here!!
i just love the way u put the words.. good work.
cheers
Personally speaking, I LOVED this one, partly because I can totally relate to coffee-highs. Nice stuff…
# Priya
thanks!
# Wildflower
# Thanks Aria
#hey Swetha
m gud, hows u? wassa?
thanks!
# Rahul
why do people wanna be friends after the relationship is over is beyond me! she was anything but comfortable there!
nice flow btw
@ blunt edges
well, why not? i dunno, its not that bad an option
Well Written…
hey! long time!!
nicely done neha…i was expecting it will be lengthy..felt like reading more
“Things pass by like a cup of coffee all but time is temporal. Words change meaning and shape in each story, like humans but true are those feeling that remain”………..
Nice the girl s got some talent in her….
Awesome thought and wonderfully penned.
You must know by now, your writing goes to the nitty-gritty of the topic. Your lucidity leaves me wanting to know more. Just so you know, i will immediately grab your feed to keep up to date with your blog. Saying thanks is simply my little way of saying what a masterpiece for a grand resource. Let In my nicest wishes for your incoming post.
Very well written. Have been in same situation twice.
Merry Christmas
tc n hugs
# swati, billy and Rainboy
thanks…
amazing
and so true..
p.s was just passing by
im speechless!! (for reasons more than one)