‘I’ am Venessa…
She whispered in an uneasy tone, as she rest herself in the vulnerability of the moment.
‘I’, am Nick.
I said in an assured tone, escaping the gamble of her beautiful eyes, which were beholding the truth of countless shattered Dreams. For me she was a stranger whom I had know for many year. I don’t know why? my senses were alluding me, why? I was getting attracted towards an unknown assassin. May be it was, because of something she had. Or of something I lacked.
Please, don’t take me back there? She said in a concerned way.
Don’t worry, who was he?
She remained quiet, an uneasiness which was there in her trembling voice was now gone. She was now aware of the reality; it was my illusion which was getting stronger now.
We both sat quietly in a mystic silence, as I a slowly drove on the Highway.
Please, stop the car! She said in an immediate rush.
Well, this is a highway, tell me where you want to go and I will drop you?
No, I can take care of myself. Please stop the car.
She looked straight in my eyes, her mysterious sharp glare arrested my will, and I helplessly gave up. I stopped the car, as she stepped out and took a deep breath, she glanced at me and said, “When Dreams are furnessed in Gold, ambition eats up the heart, and soul is left with hidden pictures of reality”. I didn’t understand any word of what she said, but I still acknowledged it as a faithful disciple.
She smiled, closed the door and swimmed away, slowly and seductively a beautiful dream was disappearing in front of the thirst of numb eyes. Before, I could understand anything she was gone. I knew that I had to meet her again. So I decided to follow her.
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