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Forbidden Love Story

Chapter 2 The Dream

Word Count: 1393    |    Released on: 21/10/2021

in two slices of bread and masticates his

inning with a cupboard, a pair of jeans and ending with fungi. All

, six feet high, stands on extra wooden legs making it seven feet in height. The right door opens, followed by its left; and inside in the bottom-most shelf, wher

blue pair. But he cannot remove his eyes, because to his horror damp and fungi have accumulated around the thighs of the jeans

ng is added to it. A hazy face appears, and try as much as he wants to, Bruce cannot clearly make out the forehead, the e

piration run down his face. He sits on the bed edge, looking out into the

a light breeze touches her face. The soft breeze tickles the point of her nose

and care and concern as you would give to a newborn baby so as not to wake him up from his deep sleep. She would want to transfer these drops of silver on the surface of the silver plate her grandmother had given her, and cover the plate with a round transparent fibre

p. She is on the Second Hoogly Bridge with the strong metal cable wires to her left and right passing by at a zooming speed. La Donna Bar &

board where a face appears with shut eyes, and stretched lips making the beautiful teeth show. Below the face is an outstretched arm with an open palm. Raindrops

being tickled with soft breeze, she comes out of this vi

soothes his mind. The window curtain waves to and fro like a drunkard dragging himself from side to side in the early hours of the morning. The pa

retches his arms accompanied by a light yawn. Opening the glass bottle, he takes a few swigs of the cool water. Eyes closed he pictures the water travelling

er, the language is strained. It badly needs polishing. He marks the essay 10/20, a 50%. Closing his eyes again, he basks on the thought of going back to his house without any mental load carried from the ins

s eyes. He slides the door open. Rachnee is s

miles and an excellent set of sparkling white teeth lights up her face. She is five feet four inches, slim, between dusk

iring yes tone, he

y essay assignment late.” He

o step inside. “I have just completed correcting your essay,” and h

the world. With a moderate satisfaction spreading on her face and a critical head n

is quite original.” He

ut with a matured tone rests in his ears. A pause. “My mother

“I’m sorry.” He

ind, she says, “A month ago.” Something nudges her mind as s

water; they turn red; lig

rs of speech take flight. C

is sensitive issue. He would rather allow the river to r

nges the

er the grades.” She stops. “I was thinking if I

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