Dream come true

Lilies were my favourite flowers. Pristine white, gentle and virgin. So when I saw them in a dream, I knew it meant something. The dark, broody sea lord walked up to me with the bunch. The fish formed a silver halo around us, sealing in the magic. He gently lifted both his arms in a prayer…

Orange is the colour of love

‘Burnt Orange? Seriously? ‘she asked me as I rolled out the yarn ball on the bed. ‘It reminds me of him. The sunsets I saw in his eyes, as we held hands. His sheepish smile while raiding the fridge for the leftover carrot pudding. The blazing Dahlias he placed on the bed tea tray.’ ‘I know he is watching me,…

Is there a meaning?

Is there a meaning beyond what what is seen? A meaning in life, the agony, the joy, the in-between. A meaning in outcomes, that make us feel helpless as a pauper or lucky as a queen. Or is it just by design? Silent, profound or simply unforeseen. Alka Sharma. All rights reserved.  Photo: Ravi Patel

There is no fear in love

She twiddled her thumbs before pressing send – her phone message read-‘I am ready to start our new life.’ She looked back on her ugly past with its sticky tentacles. Will she be able to start anew? Will her body forgive her? Will her soul heal its wounds? She broke down, her hair a cascade,…

The Sunset Love Diaries #7

‘I promise you, this is the last time you will ever cry,’ he said looking at her bleary eyes. ‘No more sorrow, no more pain…’ and before she could say anything, he added, ‘no more questions.’ With possibilities clasped in their hands, they started a new journey. ‘I know you love sunsets, but you know we can watch…

The Sunset Love Diaries #6

I took her hands in mine, her wrists wore bruise bangles. I took her drooping head in my hands and lifted her chin up, her eyes were empty, sore and tired, very tired. ‘It’s OK,’ I said as I placed her head gently on my chest, my heart beating faster than ever, ‘We’ll get through…

The Sunset Love Diaries #5

I did not see her for weeks. 16 sunsets to be precise. I didn’t know her name or where she lived. I suffered in silence, watched the sunset alone and fought the pain in my heart. A sharp, stabbing pain. I held back soft sobs. I was miserable. Sunsets were no longer beautiful. Today was…

The Sunset Love Diaries #4

What can I say, ‘she sets my heart ablaze! It is so difficult to get through the day, my head heavy with her thoughts, deliciously fragrant, super delicate and saccharine sweet. And the sunset, gosh why does it take a whole night and day for another one!’ ‘Sunsets have a special place in my life now….