She was the kind of girl who smiled a lot.
when hurricanes moved through her thoughts and darkness crept on her mind..
Even the chaos around her paused to admire how well she fought
She was the kind of girl who had magic in her eyes.
When she stopped and looked at u, it was to decide whether to dance with your angels or to silence ur demons, even the ones in disguise.
She was the kind of girl who had fire in her soul.
She could read you layer after layer down to ur core, touch u in places that would leave u begging for more.
But would rather kiss ur lips while holding ur face and lie in your lap all day to talk about constellations and space
Restless and unrelenting the waves crashed with frenzied regularity on to her feet. With the moonlight caressing her gently, she stood there. Unaccompanied. Unabashed. A visage with a bareness, a porcelain complexion that was in complete contrast with the majesty and mood that spread across to the horizon in front of her.
She lay in his arms listening to his heart beat. He was lost in his sleep unaware of her eyes on him. In that moment their bodies were intertwined but their souls stood at a distance and watched. She closed her eyes and sighed. He kissed her in his sleep. A step closer was taken!
They stood holding hands while the world gathered around to watch them become one. He lifted up the veil to claim her for a lifetime. Her big brown eyes were trying hard not to meet his, when they met, what he saw left him completely perplexed. He could hear everything they didn’t want to say.
He travelled a thousand miles just to see her. For the look in her eyes that gave him hope. For her touch that healed his soul and her hugs that made him feel whole. She completed him.The few times a year that he got to be with her, made even his solitude beautiful.
Author: Reshma K. Barshikar
Publisher: Random House India
Fade into Red is a story of Arya, a smart and intelligent modern day girl, an investment banker who dreams of being an Art Historian. In-spite of being stuck in a job she doesn’t like, she is successfully juggling her family, her career and her long distant boyfriend. On a monsoon day in June, she is suddenly sent packing from Mumbai to Tuscany to buy a vineyard for a star client. The four day trip turns into a two week treasure hunt that finds her in the middle of midnight wine deals, dodgy vintners, rolling Tuscan hills, and a playboy millionaire whose swirling plans don’t just include the wine. A twenty nine year old, Arya jay walks on the road of happiness realising how elusive the end can be.
The author has described every scene the book in beautiful detail. If you let it, your imagination will take you right into the gorgeous vineyards of Tuscany. All characters are almost alive and Arya speaks to you through the authors words. Her dilemma of choosing between things she wants to do and things she has to do is very well portrayed. The loud family and the banter with the boy friend add the air to the book, making it a breezy read.
Reshma K. Barshikar was a former investment banker. She completed her B.A. (Honours) at the Oxford Brooks University, Oxford and started her career as a journalist for The Hindu and Business Line. But she left the job to complete her MBA at the Indian School of Business. Reshma now works as a freelance travel and lifestyle writer. She currently contributes to India Today Travel Plus, Harper’s Bazaar and Grazia among other publications of repute. She is also the co-curator of a prominent e-commerce website.
The book is a definitely worth a read. Pour yourself a glass of red, and take a dreamy walk through Tuscany with Arya while she searches for happiness.
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t analyze. Don’t expect for more than he can give. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.
He loved how the demons in his head gathered around calmly when her thoughts crossed his mind. She had walked right into the darkest corners of his head. They had had unending conversations, snuggled with the black velvet wrapped around them. He loved her cause she became one with his darkness and made it her own.
She had called on her best friend to discuss a man she couldn’t get over. “An unnatural craving” she called him. “I know a thing or two about those” he said stealing a glance. “It kills you for the things you desire, but craving for something you know you can never have, destroys you slowly”