They remained on the floor, long after they stopped making love. A sense of enlightenment; of freedom was compounded by their fatigue - And they remained entwined like that forever. It started raining, drops started trickling in through the thatched roof. Nothing could wake them up from that seemingly never-ending sleep.
By evening she woke up from the trance. She looked around, found her dress and purse. She then took out the money she was paid in advance the previous night and kept it on the table. She turned around and glanced at him and left the room without waking him up.
I was imagining scenes from the best of romantic movies....and then,...reality bites .
ReplyDeleteGuess what? Even I started like that :D
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