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Monday, January 09, 2006

The House on the Hills

She asked him once..casually,in one of her frolicksome moods.."What is it that reminds you of me?"
He mumbled something about there being hardly anything that doesn't ..
But later...he told her..
"There's a house on the hills here.Everytime I enter my room I see it and I don't know why..it reminds me of you.."

She listened dumbstruck.."It just isn't true!!"
or he knows how to read minds..
It is so eerie!!!

The previous day, she had read one of the lesser known works by one of her fav authors titled "The House of Dreams"

It was about a man who dreamt of a house -so calm and serene and apparently deserted....but the day he first saw his lady love..he saw life stir in it...
The end is tragic-the girls dies of a genetic disorder which had effected her mental faculties and the man expires in Africa in the quest of the house..with fever and delirium where he keeps saying that he has found it finally..

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But this is real life!!
And she decides "I am going to give him and me a chance to be "us" "
And ever since..she has been trying...

7 comments:

Aparna Ganguly said...

I guess so Siddhartha..it's all abt trying to discover if she/he is THE ONE

Atanu said...

Nice Blog, an an interesting style of
writing too!!
"The House of Dreams" is that the one by Brenda Joyce.
By the way this makes me remember the ending of "The Glass Palace", u've read that?

Aparna Ganguly said...

@Atanu
No..it's by Agatha Christie
Wish I read the one by Brenda Joyce too..
will definately try to get the title...
Thx :)

Aparna Ganguly said...

@pdey
tell me more about 'Howl's Moving Castle' and the story around it...

passer by said...

he built a house give him a home
his unkempt hair needs ur fingers comb.
the flame in him longs for a purpose, be a mirror to him..
fill his cup of life upto the brim..

to his grim lips give the curve called smile..
to his closed eyes you are calligraphy in braille..
to his tired soul give that wiff of breeze..
your "solitary" journey now will begin to cease..


good luck pal.. and do invite me to the house warming ceremoney :-P

Aparna Ganguly said...

@Shashi..
Simply beautiful...thx 4 d wishes Buddy :)

Aparna Ganguly said...

@pdey
Will do...:)