Age of Lost Innocence

Running along a bed of flowers,
The friends sang and whistled.
Unchecked and untamed, they were
True children of the countryside.

Unknown to them,
Arrived the clouds of impending storm.
They looked up in wonder,
And welcomed the beats of thunder.

Rain, Thunder, Gloom, Darkness -
Contrived to pull them apart.
They clung on to each other,
Until the storm passed.

Running back to the house,
They sang old songs of the countryside.
Two hearts beat as one
In this Age of Lost Innocence!

My Unexpected Love

Finally, I had to give in. Life is all about compromises. I married Revathy so that my parents would be happy. The marriage was a hastily arranged affair. It was a relief because I didn’t have the emotional energy to go through a lengthy arranged marriage. My wife Revathy is a typical Gounder girl; a combination of good looks and traditional values. Immediately after the marriage Revathi and I went to Bangalore where I worked.

We never talked for the first few days. The lovely girl must have felt so hurt, but she didn’t show it. And, I was still angry on my parents for what they had done to my dreams.

One fine day, Revathy asked me to take her to the nearby temple. I refused saying that I’ve got better things to do. A single tear drop broke out from her beautiful eyes. She wiped it with her hand and walked away. Oh! How I regretted hurting her, that very instant! She was looking out through the window, when I went near her and said ‘‘Revathy, I’m sorry. I’d like to take you to the temple now. Will you come with me?”. I took her hand and kissed it. She did not say anything, no reaction whatsoever. When I turned, I could have sworn that she broke into this huge million-dollar-smile of hers. Yeah, I managed to get a glimpse of it. I took her to the temple. She never let go of my hand the whole day.

Who said arranged marriages are boring? I’ve had enough romance for a day.

P.S - It's a fictional story written by me. My sweethearts out there! Don't worry, I'm single.