Month: March 2020


​     two decorative chairs on grass field near body of water

{Pic courtesy: Jeremy Wong Weddings}

The blue leather journal with digital password lock trembled slightly in the wrinkled hands of the old man. Antony had tried at least a hundred combinations to crack the password. If Robbie, his good old friend and the office custodian of that small town library was alive he would never have attempted it. Anyway, he has passed away weeks back, leaving the job and the journal to Antony.

Antony sat near the window, his six year old grandson was watching the cartoon with a grumpy face. The birds were chirping outside, the spring was reminding all nature to come back to life.

Antony turned the pages of the journal.

“I am an idiot. I can’t realize the ins and outs of life.
My mind flies like a butterfly that has lost its senses and directions. And it is….euphoric!”


“When I entered this old library years back, I never had expected to have a gust of heavenly joy like this…like you…Mila…!! I remember, you were reading, sitting near to that damaged window. Why did you select that spot? I love you… forever…..Mila! Inexplicably, incomprehensibly, inexcusably, irrevocably.. all at the same time.”

Antony, the regular visitor of the library since decades, tried hard to recall every visitor’s name. He didn’t even spare the males and their families. Still, none named Mila hit his memory. Was Robbie in love with an imaginary woman?

“The corridors are old but the sunshine is new,
Day or night your figure is knocking my eyelids,
My life is changing bit by bit…”

“The windows of dreams take away my sleep.
My life suddenly seems fresh and new.
I know it is because of you
Let me hide this treasure deep in my heart forever…”

Never in his life had Antony seen such a handwritten note full of ‘calligraphed’ love. Never in his life had he thought his bosom friend was capable of this much love.

Antony looked outside. Should he keep the journal or take it to the shredder?

As he returned from the shredder, his grumpy grandson demanded him to read a story.

​He read a random page in some book.

“Alice : How long is forever ?

White Rabbit : Sometimes, just one second.”

Antony’s heart sunk into emptiness.


©Mridula 2020