13-07-2025, 02:07 AM
Echoes in Three Hearts
Ravi
Ravi leaned back in his chair
Half a smile still tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Sirisha’s laughter was still echoing faintly in the room like the memory of a song, light, youthful, utterly unfiltered.
She had left only minutes ago,
But the atmosphere had shifted.
He could still feel her presence,
like a trace of perfume clinging to the room’s edge.
Something in her had lit up the space, her eyes, her voice,
That surprising little sentence about being his kind of noise.
He liked her.
That much was clear.
But as he sat alone again,
Glass still half-full on the table
His thoughts drifted-almost involuntarily.
To her.
To Priya Didi.
Even when Sirisha had been here
Laughing, leaning close,
Those moments of charm woven so effortlessly
There was still a part of him that had remained tuned to Priya.
Like a radio in a car always slightly catching another signal beneath the music.
It was maddening.
Beautiful, yes.
But maddening.
-- oOo --
Ravi
Ravi leaned back in his chair
Half a smile still tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Sirisha’s laughter was still echoing faintly in the room like the memory of a song, light, youthful, utterly unfiltered.
She had left only minutes ago,
But the atmosphere had shifted.
He could still feel her presence,
like a trace of perfume clinging to the room’s edge.
Something in her had lit up the space, her eyes, her voice,
That surprising little sentence about being his kind of noise.
He liked her.
That much was clear.
But as he sat alone again,
Glass still half-full on the table
His thoughts drifted-almost involuntarily.
To her.
To Priya Didi.
Even when Sirisha had been here
Laughing, leaning close,
Those moments of charm woven so effortlessly
There was still a part of him that had remained tuned to Priya.
Like a radio in a car always slightly catching another signal beneath the music.
It was maddening.
Beautiful, yes.
But maddening.
-- oOo --
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