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Poison of Love

Short story By: Gagan

On the eve on their first marriage anniversary, Couples confronting there TRUE confessions.

Submitted:Aug 27, 2010    Reads: 152    Comments: 17    Likes: 7   

8 PM----------------26TH AUGUST

He started with a smile :) on his face.

Sam (He) : You remember the day, when i first called you, for some reason you didn't answered my call, and you replied back after 3 hours . In those 3 hours, i checked my phone at least 100 times, thinking that i might have missed your call, than I thought you might have forgotten me, may be you have not saved my number. That restlessness, that madness, decided my fate. I realized what you mean to me. Thanks for being my wife…I love you.

Dimness of evening was fragranced by the charm of the married couple, who on the eve of their first Anniversary, choose to spend time alone with one another, away from the busy working life of civilized world.

Monica (She) : I always knew, you are the one, with whom I can share everything. You have been more than a husband to me, you are my friend, my strength, my support…..My EVERYTHING.

The twinkle in her eyes, aura of her beauty, added seductiveness in the breeze of time, which slowly moving into it's dark hours.

6 PM----------------25TH AUGUST

(He) : Tomorrow is the 'D' day, the day, when finally I would get my freedom, my money and my happiness.

Sunny ( Friend) : What ? I didn't understand.

(He) : Tomorrow is our Anniversary, and I have planned something special for my beloved, In the middle of dead silent rocks of Sally Hills, I'll offer her a drink, which will contain pills of poison, that would release her soul from the prison of her body.. (Smile)

Friend (Surprised) : Shack ! you married her money, you told me, but I never knew that you intent to kill her.

He ( Cold Face) : That b***h is now unbearable, she never let me touch a penny without her permission, now that I have made her sign the will, it is imperative that she goes to hell, so that I can create a heaven for myself.

'D' Day ……. 9:10 PM

He (Smiling) : Shall I prepare a drink for you ?

She (Mesmerized) : Of course honey.

He mixed the wine with his deadly intension, sterned it beautifully, and presented in front of her for the last time.

She glanced romantically in his eyes, than leaned forward, and kissed him gently for the final time, it was long, passionate and devilish.

She took her glass, sipped in the 'sins of love'. He followed her with his drink, with a decorated Smile on his face which spelled 'Relief'.

She (Gently) : You know, while kissing, we not only exchange our passions, feelings or emotions, but at times….

He (Curiously) : At times….?

She (Vampishly) : At times, we also exchange our glasses.

He (Shocked) : What ?

She: Honey, I am seeing Sunny for last 8 months, I am sorry. (Winked).

She finished off…..with the Smile on her Face.


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