Forsaken....

On a damp morning of May, the windows were closed..Everything was piled up and finally, the doors were shut...! The forlorn wind kept howling inside the deserted house, dying to come out..The staircases spoke of the thousand footprints that fell on them...The terrace kept mentioning of the happy times ... All she took were moments, and memories- that had taken shape, out of them..Memories, which would forcibly find their way back into her mind, in the years to come, irrespective of how much she tries to keep them out.. ! So much was forsaken that morning..! So much pain and agony, which even the rain that came after, couldn't wash away..So many memories which even the times to come, couldn't fade...On another such damp morning in May, almost 2 decades later, she was caught quite unawares when the wind howling outside her patio reminded her of all that she had forsaken...All that she has become in all these years couldn't overcome the guilt and the pain...The wind kept howling through the hollows of the branches, and so did the pain, inside the hollows of her heart...The rain kept thrashing against the glass as she kept watching with a vision hazed by her own tears, bewildered and dazed about how and why all those things she thought she had buried, stealthily crept back into her inner being...!