I reminisce about faded jeans and failed chances. For on a night like tonight, I spied him, sauntering into the room, charging up the atmosphere, with his Brando-like swagger, his Dev Anand-ish smirk . His faded jeans spelled ‘reckless’, while his carefully tamed coif screamed ‘dandy’.
It’s as if the moon was biding it’s time for just his arrival. It’s silver fronds caressed the raven black of his hair. The wind picked up the musk of his essence and assailed my senses.
I was all nerves. I was all jelly. I longed for him to mark me with his gaze. He was the alpha and omega of my every fantasy. And when his roving eye did locate me, it’s as if time stood still to bear testimony to our union. He singled me out from the motley and strode god-like towards me. I gazed up at him in sublime adoration, and then he smiled indulgently and whispered thus to me –
“You remind me of my baby sister!!”
©Pradita Kapahi, 2016
The Pradita Chronicles 
An anti climax ! You sustained the suspense until the end !
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That drawing says is all. Brilliant. 😀
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After the mighty build-up, you provided a killer twist. Ha ha ha. Nice story though. The detailing and the vocab are terrific.
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Thanks a million! 😀😀😀
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Cute drawing!!! Loved the story. Have a great blogging year in 2017. 💕❤️💕
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Thank you so much! And the very same to you 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Pradita Chronicles and commented:
Hello all you bright, lovely people!
I hope this week’s been good for you so far and here’s hoping that it stays that way.
I realise I haven’t given you guys much humor lately, or much of anything else, for that matter.
For the past one month or so, I was going through a phase where my thoughts were preoccupied with death and the moribund because of certain events; every piece that I was writing seemed pretentious and forced to me, as I was trying HARD to squeeze out anything from my tired head, and maybe some of you have noticed that.
I was suddenly so put off from writing that I just let go of the blog, the comments, the writing, everything…. I wanted to go into a cocoon and shut myself off from the world.
Ugh… I hated it! So I decided to take a writing vacation and just let myself be. Do something else for a change. Just relax, unwind and read books.
I’m back now – refreshed, happy and itching to write. But good writing takes time. So please bear with me while I tinker around with my feelings and shape those happy memories into words.
In the meantime, I’m reposting this old post which I love. I hope you’ll like it too.
Have a great day!
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You are always good at maintaining suspense, this is awesome
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Thanks a lot Subbashini 😊😊😊
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Welcome dear
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