Secret Love#Chapter 2

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The bang of the pendulum awoke Monica from her day dream. She frenziedly looked at the time, it was already 12 o’clock. She wondered, how she was so lost, had no clue that the time was passing. For her it had stopped the moment she saw Max. But, this was it. She had to rush to the kindergarten; she had to pick her son Neel up. She interrupted Max and said; “I am sorry Max, I need to leave. I need to pick my…” and she stopped. She couldn’t complete her sentence. It was so perfect, meeting him again, and she really didn’t want to get back to the reality that waited for her back home. But the biggest truth of the moment was that she had to leave. And she got up and left, but pondering about everything that just happened. She had so much to say, but she was unable to utter anything the moment she saw him for the first time. Ever since, she was just listening to everything he said. She was so furious about how he left her alone, and never looked back. But where did the feelings and emotions disappear. Half-heartedly she started the car, and just rushed towards the kindergarten to pick her son up.

Neel as usual ran towards his mom as soon as he saw her. He jumped in her arms and hugged Monica tight and exclaimed loudly, “I missed you momma, I love you”.

“I love you too baby”; she said and kissed him everywhere.

They rode back home and Monica got back to her routine. But her heart was somewhere else. She was so baffled with herself, the way she reacted when she met Max. At this moment she really couldn’t understand herself, her stupid behaviour. Somehow the time was not passing. She wanted to go back in time, and make it right. She actually wanted to yell at Max, and reprimand him for all that he had done. She wanted to tell him, how she survived for the next two years after he eloped. But it was not what she did, infact she acted the same way she used to 10 years back, when they were dating. He used to always make mistakes which made her mad, but the moment she saw him her anger meter went down. Things used to be always different when he was around.

Suddenly, Neel disrupted her thoughts by shouting “Momma stop”, and she was taken aback when she saw what she had done.  She kept pouring water in the glass which was brimming with water, and spilled it on the table. And then she realised the impact of Max, and she talked to herself, “It’s enough. Now stop thinking.”

She thanked Neel for stopping her from flooding the house and asked him to go to his room and play with his toys. She got back to the kitchen preparing the dinner, forcibly controlling her thoughts from ruining the evening and probably also the meal that she was preparing.

As everyday Robert, Monica’s husband was back from work at 6, and Neel rushed to welcome his dad the same way he welcomed Monica a while back at kindergarten. Monica smiled at him and they kissed each other hello. He as usual asked her, “So, how was your day?”

She couldn’t stop but said, “You won’t believe how my day was. You will also be stunned whom I met today, the same way I was.”

He promptly asked, “Whom?” She could sense the eagerness in his eyes.

She immediately replied, “Max”.

This name left Robert speechless. As if he just swallowed his own tongue and couldn’t utter a single word. He tried to reconfirm, “Who again?” Right now, he doubted his sense to hear big time.

“Max”, she said. “I knew you will be as shocked as I was. He is back in our life.”

Robert tried to keep his expressions as normal as he could. But he very well knew his life was going to change.





It was a moonlit night,

And in this undiluted light,

I was strolling around,

When the world was sleeping sound,

Leaving my footprints behind,

Half-heartedly, did I grind,

Those sparkly diamonds,

Scattered all around,

Leading my path tonight,

By twinkling so bright,

Like glitters on the ground,

Like paradise on earth I found,

That suddenly I was interrupted

My dreamlike thought disrupted

By a frozen smack

Landing on my back

Leaving me baffled

I moved ahead puzzled

Pensively re-entering my dreamland

But still trying to understand

The reason behind the meltdown

Of my scintillating frozen town

Finally that day is approaching

The devastating monster is encroaching

This is the time we need to act

Before it impinges its worst impact

-Anushree Dutta



My passionate love 💕

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My lady love, hold me close,

Cheer me up, my mood so morose,

I have been longing for it

In your arms I wish to submit

The distressed me, aching

Without your warmth shaking

To seek your love and care

To feel the passion we share

To hold this moment still

Till your breath I feel

Till I am lost in your scent

And my heart is totally content

Till I feel your magic flow

Gently caressing from top to toe!!

-Anushree Dutta 💕




We People!!

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We people,

From all around the world,

In different shades;

With diversity we swirl,

Our cognition.

Our perception.

Until we all eventually fade,

In the same dust,

With our moralistic values,

And our enviable lust !!

We people,

We are not the same,

We have a variety;

Then why this dubiety?

Ignominy and blame?

To our disparity;

To us being different;

What if we all comply,

We all accept and agree,

With our diversity, we ally,

And let our thoughts flee;

With honesty, and no deceit;

With respect, not disdain;

With equality along with diversity,

With purity in heart, and no remains,

Of discrimination and duality;

Because our differences is a reality.

And acceptance makes it facile;

Could evade the day to day hassle!!

-Anushree Dutta


Being Santa!!

I wish I were a Santa!

With a sack full of presents,

Wrapped in red and gold,

And in this freezing cold,

I could spread the warmth

From north to south

From east to west

Touching each heart

Riding around the world

And every time I saw a fight

I would pulled out peace

From my sack so stocked

Here it is, beautifully wrapped

And would offer it instantly

To move ahead constantly

And every time I met hunger

I would dig deep in my sack

To pull out prosperity

And spread it in abundance

To end the severity

Before I further advance

And every time I sensed fear

I would provide comfort

And would have wiped every tear

And offered all I could

To spread love and support!!

Merry Christmas – Anushree Dutta