Dhanaulti

Dhanaulti. 60 kms from musorrie.Amazing views. Exciting way.Not so exciting company. A few memorable views from not a very memorable trip :)

Rooted

She was there , standing rooted to the spot. Wanted to move , but couldn't. Looked down, saw creepers growing up her feet. Wanted to give them a push... to move away from these entanglements... couldn't however hard she tried. She looked towards him ...he was going away...she tried calling his name... but no sound came out . She stretched her hand wanting to grab him... but her hands just clasped empty air.... she was looking like a frozen statue... with an outstretched arm.. hair blowing in the wind... silent tears streaming down her face. He will go.. she always knew that.. Knew that her time with him was numbered ...but then why was she feeling as if her heart has been squeezed tight draining out all blood..all life. She knew this was inevitable.. hell how many times had she told herself that she would be contented with whatever time he had with her. Living a lifetime in a moment. But now somehow that moment was not enough. she wanted more of him... more of his smiles.. more of his voice... more of his wit , his sarcasm. No she was not contented. she wanted more of him .. in everyway possible. She made one last attempt to call him back.. he turned ..looked at her .. gave another of his smiles... his eyes had what.. pity, irritation, ...god knows what. And then he turned back and walked away... walked away never ever to look back again. walked away like he always meant to. walked away to a new world .. walked away to anew future... leaving her rooted.. stuck in the past.