A Romantic Interlude
The evening sky was colourful and vibrant. A soft breeze carrying the smell of wet soil freshened the body and the soul. New and fresh green grass offshoots were raising their spirited heads through the cracks of the dry earth softened by the first few showers of pre-monsoon rain. They were playing joyfully with the breeze, giggling at the ticklish feelings when it brushed past them. Rekha looked at them and smiled silently, savouring the magical moment. Her pearl white teeth shone brightly against her dark complexion. The naked mountain ranges a few kilometres away felt uneasy as the setting sun was trying to expose its scars with its orange rays. Rekha heard it mumbling with anger, let the monsoon come in full swing and I can cover my scars with the green foliage. Then I shall see how you can play these pranks with me anymore! Rekha smiled silently once more and her beautiful teeth sparkled again. The lifeless river had slowly stirred itself to life at the so...