Quenching Emotions

Bald head and a face mask. Salwar suit and a big envelope.She was in her near teens,may be 17 or so. An Envelope containing may be some medical reports.As I could read there was test lab name imprinted on it. Probably she was returning from some medical institute after her checkup. She was standing outside the Women's’ compartment and people gave her glances. As she entered the metro,I saw her and out of human generosity vacated my seat for her.A single glance of hers’ gave a thrilling chill inside my stomach. I wanted to take off my eyes from her and even tried but couldn't. My thoughts filled my head.I was wondering how such a small aged girl just have to deal with all those medicines and painful equipment. All I could think was how not even a complete adult have so much to handle in her life. An age we usually spend in roaming and chatting with friends,an age where we make friends for life,the age which we cherish for ages. The times which we crave oft

“Hi” 2mins later “Hello “ “Wassup” 10 mins later “Reading,You??” As I was staring at my phone to get a reply,a shadow suddenly crossed me. It was 2 am in the night or I should say morning and I couldn't manage to get a sleep. I was sitting under the open dark sky,sky was completely clear and moon wasn't visible,a day after full moon. It has been always soothing to sit and relax on my terrace,no noises irritate your ear drums,just a serene and calm place to enjoy your own company. Only haunted things are your thoughts and at the least your own face. Concept of supernatural powers has gone long back since the day these cities have developed. These poor souls no more roam around,for humans are more dangerous than they are. As the shadow crossed I tilted my head towards and saw a girl. Right 5 buildings away from my terrace I saw her talking to someone. I couldn't recognise what,how and whom she was talking to but the moving lips could say it all