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Series : Love, Intimacy and Betrayal - Twisted Heart Saga
Title : A tale of Mysterious Greenfield Woods
Sam felt nervous looking at the storm outside and the wind smashing on the window pane of his old building. It reminded him of the sinking Titanic where people could see death standing in front of them and ironically it was narrating his condition too. The wall hangings and pictures were falling all around the place. The rope hanging on the fan made a stretching sound and at the end of the rope, Sam was desperately trying to take his last few breaths. It was as if god wanted to make his last few seconds even more dramatic. His legs were tired of moving vigorously and his neck almost wrecked and bent forward. He starts looking into heavens through the window, when his eyes fall on a beautiful girl dancing in the rain outside his building. She was enjoying every drop of rain that fell on her as if she was embracing the storm. The cute white frock she wore was almost taken away by the wind and each raindrop that fell on her body made Sam think of touching her hot body. Her hair bouncing in harmony to the rains made him feel like, he was in heaven. It gave Sam the strength to fight a little longer, to stay alive. With the last breath at his disposal, he slashes the ropes with a sword and he falls right on his back. It was his fate that a sword of King Ashoka which he had brought from an auction, to take his life was the reason that he was alive. But, Sam being pessimistic had always denied fate and destiny, as luck was not something that was on his side since childhood. The sword was placed right in front of him, at the top shelf of antiques, which was the first sign of good luck to him. The girl had appeared as an angel in front of him and the only reason that he was still alive. Sam takes few deep breaths, which brings him back to life but his face had gone pale due to lack of oxygen. This was his tenth unsuccessful attempt to take his life, which had left many marks on his body and this time it was a cut on his neck but this does not stop him from trying to get up, as his eyes were still glued to the girl dancing in the rain, which he could see from his window. He dashes off his room, with very weak and tired legs. As he was going down the stairs, he could feel the level of oxygen in his body was getting low and after taking few steps his body gives up and he falls down the stairs. Looking at her body move so unreal in the rain, he gave up all his desire to die. His vision, which had not yet fully recovered was only trying to have a glance of her. He tries to get closer to her and hearing someone approaching she turns around. There were rain droplets all over her face and a few rain drops resting peacefully on her lips. It instantly diverts Sam’s attention towards her lips and somehow it made him feel thirsty. Realising where Sam was looking at, she takes the drops right in, before he thought of doing the same. She moves her head precisely to make her hair sprinkle water on Sam’s face and she knew exactly what she was doing. It was a signal for Sam saying you could afford to have those to quench your thirst. Sam feels like holding her and removing the wet hair off her face, but he couldn't come up with the courage to do so. In the sheer act of fear and shyness, Sam starts looking away from her but it did something good for him as it came across as an act of ignorance, as if to say that, "I am not impressed with the show that you put up in this storm." It surely annoyed her, for her, she had given a breathtaking performance. He continues to ignore her and walks away from her. She moves her head for the second time, sprinkling the water on Sam's face, which breaks Sam's show of ignorance. On a cold rainy day, the water that fell on his face felt hot and for the first time, their eyes met and he was instantly drawn towards her mysterious deep blue eyes, which conveyed that she had lot to say about her. Sam could feel his breath getting longer almost feeling his anxieties increasing. He checks his breath and tries to control it and keep it down. By now, she had stopped dancing and was watching Sam's failed attempts in keeping his nervousness down. Sam knew it by then, there was an unseen, untold connection that was being formed between them. She wants to keep looking straight into his eyes, trying to give a message that she was bold and not shy. But, somehow she was also feeling the nervousness running through her veins and she lowers her eyes and smiles. Although, they both wanted to show that nothing had happened since the time they met, they both knew something changed, for some reason, time had stopped moving. He wants to break the awkwardness, but the warmth and smell around her on a cold, wet day, didn't allow him to leave her. She removes her hair around the ears, showing off her long earrings touching her neck. It was teasing Sam of living his dream, to kiss her neck. He stands there doing nothing, trying to find a way to start the conversation. "Sophia," he could hear a broken voice of a very old lady calling out. The sound was like that of an old lady from a horror movie and her looks complimented her voice. She looks like a woman from a witchCraft movie, with wrinkles all over her face. Sam could not believe that they were related at all. "Sophia, come back in, it is raining heavily," said the old lady. "I would be there in a minute," Sophia replies. Her voice sounded happy, almost giggling and Sam was not a happy person and happiness is something he had always hoped for in his life. A man who was trying to kill himself would have lost all hope of being happy. But that giggling sound, it turned him on. Sam turns around with a smile; it was as if god wanted to help him know her name. She sees him smiling and raises her eyebrow, as if to ask, "Now, that you know my name. Can you give me yours?" Sam waits for some time and gives an expression, as if to say, "I don't know what you are trying to ask." Sam was getting confident, which could be seen from the way he looked and stood. The knowledge that even Sophia liked him had given him a new spirit and confidence. She rolls her eyes over and walks away from him. He yells out just in time, "Sam, My name is Sam Martinez." Sam was sure that's what she was trying to ask. He confirms it, with the fist thump she gives to herself, while running back to her house. It was as if she was waiting to hear that name from a very long time.
Series : Love, Intimacy and Betrayal - Twisted Heart Saga
Title : A tale of Mysterious Greenfield Woods
Copyright © 2014 Kallat Vinay Surendran
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