Subdued Moments

By Raja Sharma

I was still lost in my thoughts and I did not notice when she left her place. Having composed herself, combing her hair and caressing the folds of her dress, she opened the door and stepped out.

I did not leave my place and continued to remain in my state of repose. I began to think about the recent occurrences.

Suddenly, I heard her shrill voice from the street in front of the main gate, “Taxi!”

I tried to recreate the moments when she was inside the house. It was all there in front of me. Hardly had I started to drift back into the memory lane, when I heard the sound of a taxi coming to a halt in front of our main gate. Then there was the sound of the opening and closing of the taxi door.

The taxi started again and left the place, but I did not leave my place, actually, I did not want to get up and look outside.

It seemed as if I was under some kind of emotional load that numbed my physical activity, and my mind was almost stilled. I felt as if my conscience became retarded for a while. I was watching everything that happened in and outside the room, yet I felt that I did not see anything; I heard everything, but it seemed I didn’t listen to anything. A strange kind of lethargic feeling had overpowered me.

Subdued Moments
Copyright
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four

• Language: English
• Publisher: Raja Sharma
• Release date: Oct 18, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301267026

Raja Sharma

Raja Sharma is a retired college lecturer.He has taught English Literature to University students for more than two decades.His students are scattered all over the world, and it is noticeable that he is in contact with more than ninety thousand of his students.

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Subdued Moments

Raja Sharma

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Subdued Moments

Raja Sharma

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Chapter One

I was still lost in my thoughts and I did not notice when she left her place. Having composed herself, combing her hair and caressing the folds of her dress, she opened the door and stepped out.

I did not leave my place and continued to remain in my state of repose. I began to think about the recent occurrences.

Suddenly, I heard her shrill voice from the street in front of the main gate, Taxi!

I tried to recreate the moments when she was inside the house. It was all there in front of me. Hardly had I started to drift back into the memory lane, when I heard the sound of a taxi coming to a