IN VICINITY OF LOVE

A couple of month's had passed since his little one's death.. shattered he was.. It is an amplified version of misery to feel you've lost your son; your marriage; and your peace of mind..

He was deeply day-dreaming in the huge arm-chair by the bedroom's window overlooking the beach; indulged in his 2nd pack of cigarrettes and his 3rd glass of drink; she walked lightly into the resort's suite where they were staying for a week after getting few items from the resort's gift shop.. As she placed the bag on the bed, she moved swiftly towards him and placed her widely open arms around his shoulders and started printing gentle kisses on his forehead.. She took away the glass from his hands while he was hugging her back and had a sip of it before she placed it on the table.. she grabbed his hands and walked him side by side to the bed..

His days were tormenting him.. she was his shore of relief.. an outstanding wave-breaker.. utilizing all forces of love she has for him.. he was effortlessly submissive to her care; comforted by her warm lap not only every single night but every single moment he was pulled down to the underground by his recent loss..

Love it was.. love it is.. she believed in him.. he believed in her.. they were so much into each other; and yes it was mutual.. very mutual indeed; a rhythmic dance it was; one spirit .. two physical bodies uniting at the time of love-making; giving the act a different spiritual dimension where you would be able to live and feel every fraction of a second of those bonding moments..

Still sad he was.. comforting she was..

Beautiful was the beggening.. the question is, is this magnificant love going to withstand the coming challenges of their days ? Is life holding for both of them what they can sustain.. what their unmistakable love can sustain ?

( episode-7 to follow)