…saw him in the violet hour, he was inattentive of my presence around him.

Though those eyes told me lie everytime, still somewhere this stupid heart is ready to trust that heart again, which never chisel my name on it.

Always inexpressible he was, I thought, but soon after discovering his invisibly-visible lie, I realized that not a bit of his beat was for me. Never felt special of that knot which only I voluntarily and stupidly was carrying.

And his smile brought all Beautiful glimpses of the time when he 'used to' show me the love which has given…

By Dorus Sekhri