YOU ARE MY LUCKA Story by JENYExploring role of LUCK in our life. Written for a competition YOU ARE MY LUCK “But I do” she
said casually. “It is a means of escape from responsibilities” he put
forward an argument like statement. “But not always” she said “For example?” he needed clarification “Example? Its very close to me ,within my reach” her
smiling eyes cast down. “What is it?” “Its you” she paced near him, looking down always. He paused. She paused. He kissed her on the cheek.
As they reached near car they saw key of car missing. He went in search
of key. She waited. After half an hour he returned. “Very unfortunate” he sighed. She smiled. “Escape from responsibility?” For a split of a second he traveled inward, and then
smiled in awareness.
After making arrangements to get a spare key, they decided to walk along
the shore for some more time. They walked. Moonless night seemed to be giving life
to many secrets and unfamiliar needs of their souls. They indulged in all of
them relishing the spontaneous ambience nature arranged for them. In the peek moments she whispered in his ears, into
his heart “You are my luck”
When they came back, car was not there. © 2010 JENYReviews
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