Nanotales

Said the sea to river , "Why come hither when you lose your purity as you embrace me?" The river replied with a smile,  "How I look upon it is that you add flavour to my life.  I come here and live a different identity.  Life with its variants never cease to delight me." -Angitha

"Hey, I have written a poem, will you care to listen?", he asked her nervously. "Okay", she said knowing where the conversation will lead to. The poet began reciting his master piece. She was mesmerised. "I love you", he said in the end. "I'm sorry", was her reply. Even at the ripe age of 60, that masterpiece is still his favourite one. After all first love never fades! -Nandu

Years later, they bumped into each other in the movie theatre. Both glanced at each other and smiled. "Who is he?", her husband asked. "No one", she was quick to respond. "Who is she?", his wife asked. "No one", he replied. Some things do not change. Years ago they used to lie to their parents. And now to their partners. -Nandu

He texted his friends regularly, some were busy, so ignored, some just ignored. But for the sake of their friendship which he carefully nurtured for years, he continued. Then one fine day he decided to stop. And so did the friendship end. He finally decided to move on like them instead of dwelling in the past. -Nandu

Writing "Save trees on paper". Tweeting "#social networks disconnecting us". Tracing family trees to generation back, When you haven't spoken to your brother in ages. "I am weird" the t-shirt says. Indeed aren't we a generation of anomalies!! -Angitha & Nandu

He and she met again. He was happy to see her again. But she was afraid that her life would tumble again. -Nandu

He kept blabbering his mind, Not a single meaning the men could find, He was taken to be a lunatic, But it was the world being antique. -Aruna

She was always her loving priority. Yet he penetrated in between them. Like she was to choose between. And always failed to keep them both happy. -Aruna

20 years later the fab four  met again. The renowned scientists exchanged new project ideas. Feasibility and scope were not the focus of discussion. "Whose outhouse will be free for nightouts?" was the only question. -Angitha & Nandu

The well dried up and river was miles away. He travelled the miles with the only tool called hope. On reaching, the dry river proved him that reality trumps hope. -Angitha & Nandu

"I quit!" he said. "Remember success is 99% perseverance and 1% inspiration", she said. At the age of 60 he gained confidence to once again build a living. Abandoned by all but his grand daughter, he patiently learnt the new technology from his little pie. -Angitha & Nandu

She fainted at the smell of blood, The belittled step son stitched her wounds, The beloved step sister cuddled in his laps, While the mother collapsed in his arms. As the wounds healed so began a new journey. -Angitha

They danced together on the song.  The school connected them. They cried alone in the rain. The religion disconnected them. -Angitha & Nandu