"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

Sunday, January 04, 2015


This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 50; the fiftieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Soulmates: Love without ownership by Vinit K Bansal. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

She was sweating in her bed having the most painful spasm of her. She wished he would come to hold her. But she knew that he was miles away on the hills.
Her throat was burning, gathering all her strength she stood up and opened the door to get water. As she fainted, she felt arms catching her just in time.
Her eyes flew open and she smiled whispering weakly
Drake... how did you know?
He kissed her forehead and just before she blacked out she heard
Sweetheart, you are my soulmate.

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Megha said...

Short and crisp!
I like your depiction of the topic. :)
ATB for BAT. :-)


Megha said...


All the best for BAT50.


cifar shayar said...

a Laila-Majnu kind of love where one felt other's pains, beautiful story

My Blogaton#50 post Soulmates

Khushi said...

When hearts are connected, you don't need words at all... two people in love just know... Very nice.


Megha said...

Was she expecting? Conscious or subconscious, those words are the sweetest :)

Aishwarya said...

short, simple and romantic. Cute!
all the best :)