The Feeling Pen

It was a pleasant day outside.There was no trace of sunlight and the grey clouds lazily floated in the sky. The shadow of the clouds fell on the skyscrapers and on the people walking on the pedestal. Only for the lovers this particular day was a refreshment. They would call each other and make plans of a long drive or to a hill station for some days. The girl sitting next to the window would think if she would get bright rays of sunlight today. No, she was not at all delighted with this weather. She was already grief-stricken with the loss of her love. Her eyes displayed colours of dejection and wretchedness. Her nose turning red due to sobbing. Her lips rough and dry like a dead leaf. They say you need someone to stand by you when you are overwhelmed with your fate and the role the circumstances come to play with. But on the other hand, this is also the bitter truth that nobody is there for you. No one. You may think your friends will understand you for they have been at your goo...

It was raining for quite a long time and she regretted not bringing her umbrella today. Everyday she would bring her umbrella but it would never rain not even for once. But just today it slipped from her mind and the dark clouds rumbling with loud noises took great advantage of it. It rained and rained and flooded the streets. Now, she tried all ways to find someone lend their umbrella. Some would say, "sorry I just got one", "sorry, I can't give", "Ask him/her if they have a spare one". And so one by one people declined sharing their umbrella. She would think how insensitive of them. But that's how people behave in their defense; strange and selfish. As the heavy grey clouds hovered above slowly in the sky and darkened the atmosphere making it gloomy, she would feel dejected by everyone's denial to help her. Without any ado, she stood up from her desk, took her purse and walked out of the office. She couldn't helplessly keep asking th...