Resurgence

Preview

"I wish you were here," She whispered under her breath, lest he would hear her — if she gave up on life, he wouldn't survive.

"I am here," He said softly, wiping his moist eyes with the back of his sleeve. "I am here."

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Suman Tiwari is a pessimist. She is dark and twisty, tough and cold. At least that's what she likes to think.

Shravan Malhotra is an optimist. He is light and life, solid and warm. At least, that's what people like to think.

He sees the glass half-full. She sees it half-empty. He feeds her with morsels of hope and she quenches his thirst with gulps of cynicism.

A part of her, is stuck in the past, like someone sinking in a quicksand. A part of him, is on the run, dodging the voices from the realm of misery and memories.

They rule the corporate business, their parterniship is admired by seniors and envied by their concurrents. But, behind closed doors, she is only a stranger whose voice he could recognize anywhere. Behind closed doors, he is only a stranger whose laugh is engrained in her mind.

In the midst of all these differences, they do have something in common. Something, to reflect on. Both of them, bear the brunt of a surname maligned by society's vultures. A label, they could have done without but are bound to, for the rest of their lives.

She harbors it with every vibe of her being. He preserves its legacy, despite himself.

They find a middle ground: reality.

'She is the brain and he is the heart.'

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Okay, to be very honest, I have absolutely no idea when this is coming out. I just needed to distract myself, so I thought why not. I want to hear everything from you guys. But, I have been writing this one since a few months, little sentences here and there and so far I am liking the way it's shaping up, I just need to sit and actually work on it!