We are celebrating #WriteTribe Festival of Words – a seven day blogging challenge – 1st September to 7th September 2013
The bell rang. She froze at the door to see him back. He helped her but she was awestruck; never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought of his return.
The awe turned into The Happiness; she made him sit, went into her bedroom, draped herself in rainbow and sat in front of him.
Enthralled by the moments of his nearness she forgot her complaints. The words had no room, emotions handled the scene.
After that incident, she had never thought of such a lovely reunion. Both were near, hands in hands, heart in rhythm, lips silent, and the souls danced. Suddenly a harsh continuous sound brought her back from her seventh heaven, and she opened her eyes…
Few soulful moments are sometimes far better than the. . . . . . . Her heart smiled.
This post is written for #WriteTribe Festival of Words – Day 1
A nice take on the topic. Loved reading the poem,Sheela.
Glad you loved it…thanks very much
wow! I could almost picture each word inside my head… what a wonderful concept of seventh heaven…
Richa
Where heart is at the upper position…your lovely comment is an encouragement for me…thanks Richa
Ah! Togetherness is Heaven indeed – says the bachelor 🙂
You are perfectly right….togetherness is heaven…thanks Suresh
Seventh Heaven – nice! Is the story going to continue? Excited about reading the further posts on this 🙂
The more depends upon reader’s interpretation…I am glad that you liked it….thank you Radha
Step to heaven and feeling so good reading this beautiful story:)
Liked your lovely comment …I’m glad you liked the post…thanks
These are the best types of dreams. They stay with you throughout the day like a special secret:)
They say life is a dream, but we think it as real…so why not that dream which gives us immense joy… thanks very much
I could visualize those words. Beautiful!
🙂
It’s a lovely comment….thanks
Hey,I can so relate to your words.Being a shippies wife,nothing is beautiful then your beloved’s surprise home coming…
http://sailorswiferamblings.blogspot.com/2013/09/seven-faces-of-me.html
A blessing in disguise though….I am glad you liked it….thanks
Sometimes such dreams carry us through the day. They leave a smile on our face and a tune on our lips. 🙂 Well done. 🙂
very true Jyothi… and our day is made…thanks for the lovely comment
Seventh heaven… wow… that’s a nice take on the theme. Lovely story, enjoyed reading it! 🙂