My Feeble Attempts at Fictions.
Thursday 8 December 2011

February

'Its never too late to fall in love.' That's what he said while wrapping the bandage around her arm. 
She smiled and looked away, out of the window. 

February, the month of love, she thought as her eyes fell on the shrubs loaded with roses in the garden outside that window.


'Maa, you should meet Dr. Agnihotri. He is very nice. He likes you.' He said as he finished dressing the wound on his mother's arm from brush of thorns of roses shrubs. 

February. She will turn 50 this February. She nodded at her son for the scheduling the meeting. 


12 Wisecracks (Comment here):

the other side of me said...

Loved it <3

Scribbling Gal said...

Very beautiful :)
I truly loved this....some warmth of love it had :D

Zeba said...

Aw. It's never too late for love. And every one deserves to be loved.

P.S - Into The Wild was a movie I was watching last night. I haven't read the book though. :-)

Me said...

:) sweet surprise.

♫♪♥PhilO♥♪♫ said...

First January, and now February! Can March be far behind? :)

meethimirchi said...

Love makes one young , :)

TheBluntBlogger said...

Such an aww story :)

Richa said...

Thank you everyone! :)

@Philo. Yes, it indeed is a project at Nimue's blog, like I linked at the end, in it, I have to write something on each month of the year. :) it is turning out good. :)

♫♪♥PhilO♥♪♫ said...

It is turning out very good :D

phatichar said...

Lovely twist.. :) ekdum hatke.

Live2cherish said...

lovely! loved it.

Nimue said...

i so remember i commented here ! anyway , i love this one totally.. very mature and very sweet post !