Maan sat on a alone bench by the beach, the waves crashing softly against the shore. The sun was setting,casting an amber glow over the horizon. His shoulders were hunched,his hands loosely clapsed together as if holding onto something invisible, something fragile.
The breeze ruffled his hair, carrying with it the scent of salt and sand, but his gaze remained fixed on the horizon, distant and heavy.
the man known for his underlying strength,looked so lost,so unlike the towering figure the world knew him to be once ,long back. But the peace of not being in the limelight was worth it. Especially after his wife Geet,left him ten years ago, he'd preferred to spend his time with her memories which,anyways was meaningless without her.
The quiet crashing of waves mirrored the turmoil within him, a silent battle no one could see. His heart aches, weighed down by her memories that refused to fade, by a love he couldn't forget.
he had come here seeking solace, but the emptiness of the beach only seemed to echo his own.
In the depth of his silence,there was a longing-a longing for something he had lost, or perhaps never truly had, she was always there fresh, in the memory. The sunset,with all its beauty,the calmness of it, the soothingness that it brought,mirrored her in all way. He stayed there, unmoving,letting the world pass him by as the waves whispered the giggles and memories that only he could hear. The only difference was, she had already set away from his life and the sun was still setting.it will set today and again be back tomorrow with all its glory but she will not. The thought brought a fresh layer of ache in his heart. TO BE CONTINUED
The breeze ruffled his hair, carrying with it the scent of salt and sand, but his gaze remained fixed on the horizon, distant and heavy.
the man known for his underlying strength,looked so lost,so unlike the towering figure the world knew him to be once ,long back. But the peace of not being in the limelight was worth it. Especially after his wife Geet,left him ten years ago, he'd preferred to spend his time with her memories which,anyways was meaningless without her.
The quiet crashing of waves mirrored the turmoil within him, a silent battle no one could see. His heart aches, weighed down by her memories that refused to fade, by a love he couldn't forget.
he had come here seeking solace, but the emptiness of the beach only seemed to echo his own.
In the depth of his silence,there was a longing-a longing for something he had lost, or perhaps never truly had, she was always there fresh, in the memory. The sunset,with all its beauty,the calmness of it, the soothingness that it brought,mirrored her in all way. He stayed there, unmoving,letting the world pass him by as the waves whispered the giggles and memories that only he could hear. The only difference was, she had already set away from his life and the sun was still setting.it will set today and again be back tomorrow with all its glory but she will not. The thought brought a fresh layer of ache in his heart. TO BE CONTINUED