Published Aug 14, 2022
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A Short Story: The Quest For Existence Which Is Much Needed Today.  Part 1

Published Aug 14, 2022
2 mins read
443 words

Laying on the bed next to Aniket, she smiled remembering last night, but even after waking up, she did not open her eyes .... A slight smile on her lips was slipping like Aniket's fingers were all over her at night.  was falling on the body.  Remembering the love of the night, her heart was blooming. Every night • It happens like this...  .  • When he felt Aniket's hot breath • 

On his cheeks, his closed eyes automatically opened.  Aniket was watching her diligently… She immediately fell into the circle of his arms.  After staying there for a while, her gaze fell on the clock and she was shocked.  She jumped out of Aniket's arms, got up, and entered the bathroom.  

In the bathroom, his mind wandered again. In the park beds, in the blue sky, his attention again turned to his body, his body which is not his even though it is his. On that.. yes... Aniket has the right.  She must have been drenched in the fountain under the shower, but the body's thirst, although the water flowing from the shower calmed her for a while from the heat and heat of her body, also created frenzied waves in her mind.

Somebody wrapped a towel over wet hair, put on clothes, came out of the room, and looked at himself, especially his face, in a life-size mirror.  Her washed face looked like a freshly blossomed rose.  She immediately went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.  At nine o'clock, placing breakfast on the dining table, he called Aniket.  While having breakfast she suddenly remembered meeting Shruti in Hazrat Ganj, Lucknow a few months back.

 Then….she remembered that the dining table which she considers to be hers was not bought by her but by Aniket.  .  Because there is no question of getting him in dowry, he ran his eyes all over the room.. he started to remember that everything in that room was bought by Aniket only ... that is, his Shreya .... anything  Yours is not bought ..... after all, Shreya's own was there ... and moreover Aniket himself was not his own even though they both are living there together? 

 Shreya is not even married to him... this unnamed thought created trouble in his mind, and his mental restlessness started increasing, it is true that there is nothing of his own. Aniket is his own to say  But can she really call Aniket her own? Aniket is just a name associated with her mind and body.  Is.  Oof!  Her restlessness started increasing. She told Aniket that she does not want to go to the office today so she should go to the office alone.  Will remain the same. 

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nobin.karthik 8/14/22, 2:30 PM
nice writing, keep writing. support mine too.
nii99_99 10/5/22, 7:13 AM
Well wriiten!

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