The agony of the ecstatic face - 3rd 69th word post

And my apparent vulnerability does not go unnoticed. They approach, pretentiously amicable and selflessly selfish. They come closer with that poisonous touch and I stay indifferent as usual. They suck my blood out and I reciprocate with my silent pain gulped. I fight with my self, I fight with my thoughs. The exploitation becomes unbearable and I call it quit, how long? How long? No more. No more.

Truly
Abinash.

"She was the eternity" - 2nd 69th word post

“She was there, looking through closed eyes with all those fantasies and imagination taking shape. Her fingers won’t move, her skin glowing as usual and though calm yet glittering the glimpse. He was standing by her, with eyes open but they had gone dry, like his soul. Her presence was the only thing which reassured her absence. And all remained was the unacceptable fact ‘she is DEAD’.”

Truly
Abinash

A decision of death or new start? the 1st 69th word post

“It was not for the first time., infact it has been happening since quite long. The same rejection, reproach and turned down thumbs. He was accustomed to all them. He mutilated the Résumé and threw up in the air. The only sound left echoing there was the last sigh and the blow of speeding train. He took the last look at himself and the train took him to another SEARCH.”

Truly
Abinash.